I like to go back to my hometown because here, my eyes, my heart and my feet have an ideal place to walk. It only takes three to five minutes from my bedroom to the scenic spot I described. I usually choose to go for a walk at dusk. Go from north to south, or take the dam or walk along the river bank. If you walk on the dam, you will meet the old man who drives the sheep home. Those sheep are walking on the gentle slope of the dam, but they still can't bear to go back to the fence. I often see an old woman coming back from releasing ducks. Her flock of black ducks is led by two big white geese. The big white goose walked proudly ahead with its neck held high, and countless black ducks followed with their heads down. I prefer walking along the river bank to the dam. I like the rolling sunset in the river. The most beautiful place at sunset is the river. The sunset in the water is more brilliant than the sunset itself.
My hometown is very beautiful. In spring, the flowering trees are blooming and the fragrance is floating around the house. You can smell the sweet-scented osmanthus as soon as you leave the house. Osmanthus fragrans can also be used as tea. Pick the trees one by one, dry them for a few days in hot weather and soak them in bottles for five or six months, then you can make tea. In summer, lotus leaves grow in the river and red petals open. There is something like a bowl in it, and there are small edible balls in the bowl. In autumn, fruit trees bear fruit, including oranges, oranges ... oranges are big, yellow and sweet, as well as delicious and beautiful. The most beautiful is winter. Snowflakes are floating in the air. At noon, friends make snowmen and have snowball fights on the ground. You see, this is my beautiful hometown.
4, Huangshan, spring is everywhere new green, like fog, that lovely green is ready to come out, like flowing clouds, flowers are blooming, bees come to butterfly dance, one after another. Rhododendrons in full bloom, like beating flames, are hidden among pines and cypresses, and birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. On the way I walked, hundreds of springs meandered through a hidden valley, hanging on rocks and turning into waterfalls. Although it is not huge and spectacular, it is smart and poetic. Under the scorching sun, I broke away from the embrace of the rock, with coolness and freshness, as if falling like flowing water. For example, Hada, a warm white grassland, welcomes tourists from all directions and dances to you as if welcoming you, which makes people feel particularly cordial!
When the first frog croaked, summer came in a hurry, and the weather became hotter. During the summer harvest, the trees are covered with peaches, apricots, plums and mulberries. It's all cooked. A gift from Brother Xia. After the summer harvest, our fields are full of water, full of seedlings, and there is a world of water everywhere. Talking on a hot day, adults are fishing in the river with net bags on their backs, and children are swimming and touching shrimps in the clear shallow river in twos and threes, which always adds delicacy to their table. During the summer vacation, our children often lie in the shade and enjoy the cool, listening to the singing of branches. Adults play chess and chat. The most enjoyable thing is to pick some big watermelons in Gua Tian and cut them to share with you. There are several melon seeds in the pulp, and the juice is bright red. When you take a bite of cold and sweet fruit juice, you often chew a second bite before eating it, or pick up yellow or white melons in Gua Tian. It sounds crisp and smells good, so you can enjoy it after washing and peeling. Not to mention how good it looks.
6. The morning light of my hometown is hidden in the distant mountains, drifting from the dense mountain roads to the sleeping wasteland. It evokes the dust on the stone bridge, it dispels the silence of the night, and its mist permeates under the faint gauze, with a shy smile. Under this smile, I can't see the flashing neon lights and hear the noise of traffic. It's so peaceful here. The well platform groans, the bells on the necks of cattle and sheep jingle, and the terraces of the fields are staggered, like the weather-beaten faces of the old people in their hometown.
7. The scenery followed the road, and we came to a stream, which hit the stone and played a beautiful movement. The most amazing thing is the endless wild chrysanthemums beside the stream, clusters, clusters, yellow faces up, nodding at the spring breeze and smiling at the sky. Flocks of butterflies are dancing among the flowers, sharing the feast of flowers. My cousin and I couldn't help but stop and jump on butterflies. The butterfly didn't catch it, but we chased it far away with its dance.
I haven't been able to set foot on that land for three years, but I'm not far from my hometown, at least much better than Wang's situation of "Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains". But when I think of the spring in my hometown, I don't feel a sigh. I still remember the early spring in my hometown, the warm spring breeze. A few early-blooming flowers have just bloomed, and they look delicate for no reason. Just like the girl in her hometown, she is exquisite, beautiful but elegant, and a little happiness lingers around everyone with the spring breeze. In my heart, the early spring in my hometown is pleasant. Unfortunately, in a blink of an eye, I have stood in the noisy streets of this city, without the flowers and winds of my hometown. Close your eyes, you can only feel the chill brought by loneliness and early spring. Early spring in this city is lonely.
9. The clouds in my hometown are soft. Although I haven't really touched him, my heart has been in communication with my hometown forever. I can feel that when I am sad, it can gently touch my heart and let me put my troubles aside. When I was happy, she quietly came to my heart and shared endless happiness with me. I will never forget her, because she gave me infinite care and fresh expectations.
10, "charming white walls and tiles, small bridges and flowing water" is the most appropriate description of my hometown in late spring. In the late spring of my hometown, the most fascinating thing is no longer just flowers. Looking at the endless breadth, blue color and white light of the sky, watching naughty swallows fly lightly over the calm lake, causing ripples. The young leaves on the tree are smiling faces that can't help smiling. Play their birthday party under the golden strings. An ancient city with the same ancient charm suddenly came into view. Climbing the stairs, the scenery in my hometown was beautiful.
1 1. Every year when I go back to my hometown, I like to go to the wild. Walking on a familiar field path, I saw green red flowers and yellow rape flowers, smelled the fragrance of the long-lost soil, and felt that I was back to my childhood. The land is still that land, and the person is still that person. Maybe they have been away for many years and their lifestyles are different. It seems that what they say is not at the same level. Even so, every time I return to my hometown, I always have a familiar feeling, and I can always see some different changes, perhaps just the embellishment brought by the long-awaited new socialist countryside.
12, "charming white walls and tiles, small bridges and flowing water" is the most appropriate description of my hometown in late spring. In the late spring in my hometown, the most fascinating thing is no longer just flowers. Looking at the endless breadth, blue color and white light of the sky, watching naughty swallows fly lightly over the calm lake, causing ripples. The young leaves on the tree are smiling faces that can't help smiling. Play their birthday party under the golden strings. An ancient city with the same ancient charm suddenly came into view. Climbing the stairs, the scenery in my hometown was beautiful.
13, the autumn rain in my hometown is like the embroidery thread in the hands of a girl, so I can't fly up and down freely. For a while, I embroidered a red lantern on the persimmon tree and a golden carpet under it. Somehow I went around the orange tree, so I hung a bright yellow hydrangea on the green branch. Although the autumn rain in my hometown is a girl's tears, it is not spoiled and willful. After a shower, it seems that a friend has apologized to her. This made her wipe her face, the sky was still blue and the sun was still happy.
14, fertile land in my hometown. According to the predecessors, the Great Northern Wilderness was once a rich and well-known area, and all people were willing to rush here, and I was the happy person. Every time I look at the land of my hometown, I think of the evergreen pine and cypress, and the misty rain-like wicker is heroic on the roadside; I think of red cloth like sorghum, golden beans, black eyes, coal with rosin smell, and the wind blowing head-on with Wan Li dust.
15. My hometown is a mountainous and forested place. Looking at my hometown from a distance, all I can see is lush forests. From time to time, there are several eaves or tiles among the leaves to let people know that there is a family there. From time to time, the hooves of cattle sounded on the bluestone road in the forest, and occasionally a wet nasal sound came from the breeze: "Hmm-ah!" Hometown has an ancient charm.
16. Beautiful nature is a magnificent scenery. From the flawless white snow in the Alps to the bright sunshine in the Aegean Sea, from the forests in vast expanse, Siberia to the endless plains in Texas. Form a beautiful picture, spread out on the beautiful nature.
My hometown is picturesque. Trees are green, flowers are in full bloom, and people can rest and play freely; Driving on the riverside avenue, a beautiful picture unfolds in front of your eyes. It's really a car driving on the road in a world of pictorial. I love you, my hometown! !
My hometown has beautiful scenery. The air is exceptionally fresh. In spring, the grass sticks out its little green head from the embrace of Mother Earth. When the wind blows, they are like drunken boys. There are many flowers planted beside the grass: jasmine, chrysanthemum, cordate telosma and so on. One of the most beautiful is cordate telosma. The leaves of cordate telosma are green and dripping, shaped like a love peach. I thought the leaves were broken if I didn't look carefully! The new flower bones of cordate telosma look like small peanuts, very cute! The yellow flowers gradually opened their smiling faces. The wind girl brushed with her light sleeves, and the cordate telosma swayed their soft bodies and danced with the wind. It is so beautiful and natural!
19, the first frog croaked, summer came in a hurry, and it gradually became hot. During the summer harvest, the trees are covered with peaches, apricots, plums and mulberries? . It's all cooked. A gift from Brother Xia. After the summer harvest, our fields are full of water, full of seedlings, and there is a world of water everywhere. Talking on a hot day, adults are fishing in the river with net bags on their backs, and children are swimming and touching shrimps in the clear shallow river in twos and threes, which always adds delicacy to their table. During the summer vacation, our children often lie in the shade and enjoy the cool, listening to the singing of branches. Adults play chess and chat. The most enjoyable thing is to pick some big watermelons in Gua Tian and cut them to share with you. There are several melon seeds in the pulp, and the juice is bright red. When you take a bite of cold and sweet fruit juice, you often chew a second bite before eating it, or pick up yellow or white melons in Gua Tian. It sounds crisp and smells good, so you can enjoy it after washing and peeling. Not to mention how good it looks.
20. The clouds in my hometown are soft. Although I haven't really touched him, my heart has been in communication with my hometown forever. I can feel that when I am sad, it can gently touch my heart and let me put my troubles aside. When I was happy, she quietly came to my heart and shared endless happiness with me. I will never forget her, because she gave me infinite care and fresh expectations.
2 1, the autumn rain in my hometown is like an embroidery thread in a girl's hand, and I can't get up and down. A red lantern was embroidered on the persimmon tree, and a golden carpet was embroidered on the ground. Somehow, the orange tree was bypassed, and a bright yellow hydrangea hung on the green branch. Although the autumn rain in my hometown is a girl's tears, it is not spoiled and willful. After a shower, it seems that a friend has apologized to her. This made her wipe her face, the sky was still blue and the sun was still happy.
22. When I was a child, every time I went back to my hometown, I always saw the dense tree-lined path from a distance. On a foggy morning, my father rode a car and drove me back and forth on the path. I reached out and brushed my hand gently across the treetops. The cold fog wetted my fingertips and I took a deep breath. The faint earthy smell of my hometown mixed with wet water vapor got into my throat and cooled my heart. The osmanthus tree behind the house is always faint and fragrant. After August, it will bloom with a golden smile and quietly send intoxicating fragrance to thousands of families, so the whole hometown is infatuated and dreamy. ...
23. The geese fly south, and autumn has arrived. In this harvest season, we also ran to the mountains, not for anything else, just to eat wild fruits and pick wild mushrooms. Although the earth will gradually lose its former grace, we are all very happy because we have been blessed and rewarded by the earth.
24. Look! Next to the West Lake, on the path paved with golden fallen leaves, pedestrians stopped to listen to Miss Qiu's beautiful singing. Staring at the photos of autumn. The oncoming autumn wind is mixed with sweet-scented osmanthus, chrysanthemum and autumn fragrance from time to time.
25. In spring, the lotus leaf pokes its head out of the mud, and the sharp little head just sticks out of the water, causing the dragonfly to stop on the ground. That small cluster of bamboo shoots broke through the soil, bathed in warm sunshine, and desperately grew to the top of their parents' heads.
26. I stood on the bridge and looked south as I could see. The river is as clear as a mirror, and small fish can be seen nearby. On both sides of the river are rows of neat flowers and trees leading to the intersection of clear water and blue sky. The river in the north is really calm and beautiful: on the left is Danghu Park, where peacocks can be heard occasionally; On the right are trees and shady jungles and magnificent villas. To the east are rows of rural houses to be demolished and new natural water plants. Looking west, the road is wide and stretches forward, and the green belt on the right is a good place to walk.
27, Huangshan, spring is everywhere new green, like fog, that lovely green is ready to come out, like flowing clouds, flowers are blooming, bees come to butterfly dance, dancing. Rhododendrons in full bloom, like beating flames, are hidden among pines and cypresses, and birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. On the way I walked, hundreds of springs meandered through a hidden valley, hanging on rocks and turning into waterfalls. Although it is not huge and spectacular, it is smart and poetic. Under the scorching sun, I broke free from the embrace of the rock, with coolness and freshness, as if falling like flowing water. For example, Hada, a warm white grassland, welcomes tourists from all directions and dances to you as if welcoming you, which makes people feel particularly cordial!
28. The morning light of my hometown is hidden in the distant mountains, drifting from the dense mountain roads to the sleeping wasteland. It evokes the dust on the stone bridge, it dispels the silence of the night, and its mist permeates under the faint gauze, with a shy smile. Under this smile, I can't see the flashing neon lights and hear the noise of traffic. It's so peaceful here. The well platform groans, the bells on the necks of cattle and sheep jingle, and the terraces of the fields are staggered, like the weather-beaten faces of the old people in their hometown.
29. A mountain behind that village, a stream in front of it, bamboo forests on that mountain and fish swimming in the stream are all the aura of this beautiful hometown. What can be more luxurious than being a fellow villager all your life? If a wanderer comes home and steps on the soft soil, it seems to be hiding in the arms of his hometown, which is very gentle. The familiar barking of dogs and birds can also make a strong man cry three feet. Those who have been depressed for too long, my hometown can finally share our worries.
30。 Ah! Hometown, how beautiful you are! How beautiful your gurgling river is! How beautiful your waterfalls, rocks and waves are! Your cool mountain spring, like holding out a mirror, seems to be dressing me up! Your round white clouds have turned the original blue sky bluer!
3 1。 In front of the garden is a lake, crystal clear. There are fish swimming around in it, occasionally jumping out of the water, as if playing with tourists. If tourists take a motorboat for sightseeing, it will break the calm of the lake and splash white waves behind. There is a long bridge by the lake, where you can walk around and chat with your friends. Very comfortable! After crossing the bridge and climbing the stairs, you reach the gazebo halfway up the mountain. There is a pebble table and four small stone stools in the pavilion, where visitors can rest, play chess and cards ... The trees on the mountain are lush and the birds sing tactfully from time to time, which is very beautiful!
32。 My hometown is a mountainous and forested place. Looking at my hometown from a distance, all I can see is lush forests. From time to time, there are several eaves or tiles among the leaves to let people know that there is a family there. From time to time, the hooves of cattle sounded on the bluestone road in the forest, and occasionally a wet nasal sound came from the breeze: "Hmm-ah!" Hometown has an ancient charm.
33。 Castanopsis kawakamii trees in the forest emerge in my memory, still tall and straight, but with a little more historical grooves and vicissitudes. When I was young, I always wanted to climb to the top of its tree, but I was afraid of being scolded by the public. Now I have given up the idea. I think, let it be the embodiment of my admiration for my hometown!
34。 There is no fog here in the morning, and there is no warmth like "ink painting" in Jiangnan, but I still feel her charm on this dry morning. Through the willow branches, the bright sunshine "sparkles", everything in the sun is so clear and dazzling, even the dew held by flowers and leaves is so crystal clear and bright. The lingering sleepiness seems to have come to the fantasy in the fairy tale. Imagination is really a wonderful thing, which makes the world "rapidly changing". Looking at the "gorgeous" sun, another "poetic" morning is about to begin.
35。 The clouds in my hometown are soft. Although I haven't really touched him, my heart has been in communication with my hometown forever. I can feel that when I am sad, it can gently touch my heart and let me put my troubles aside. When I was happy, she quietly came to my heart and shared endless happiness with me. I will never forget her, because she gave me infinite care and fresh expectations.
36。 Qionghua is the flower of Yangzhou. Since ancient times, it has been known as "cultivating a flower, and there is no similar flower in the world". Qionghua looks elegant and pure. Its flowers are as big as a jade basin, surrounded by eight five-petal flowers, with a white pearl-like flower in the middle and a butterfly-like stamen around, swaying gently under the breeze, just like a butterfly playing with beads. Snowball-like flowers are covered with branches, and the fragrance is rich and fascinating.
37。 The morning light of my hometown is hidden in the distant mountains, drifting from the dense mountain roads to the sleeping wasteland. It evokes the dust on the stone bridge, it dispels the silence of the night, and its mist permeates under the faint gauze, with a shy smile. Under this smile, I can't see the flashing neon lights and hear the noise of traffic. It's so peaceful here. The well platform groans, the bells on the necks of cattle and sheep jingle, and the terraces of the fields are staggered, like the weather-beaten faces of the old people in their hometown.
38。 Every time I go back to my hometown, a smiling face blooms at you. Rhubarb dog in front of my neighbor's house always walks on the path not far from my hometown with his tail up and his head held high. Grandparents at home have stood on the stone steps and smiled. At this time, I can't help but have an impulse to go home, which spreads all over my body warmly ... I play marbles with my big brothers and sisters, and they always give way to me, so my pockets are full every time I go home.
39。 The cold wind that cleans the soul sweeps away the noise of the city, and what follows is no longer endless rhythm, but a silence that can only be found in memories. I am running in this quiet and harmonious "dream" with the expectation in my heart, and the "fiery" in my heart has not broken this unique silence. Take a deep breath of this fresh air, and a kind of silence washes away the beautiful paragraphs describing my hometown in my heart. Looking at me running, I want to see if I have reached my heart. But I can't see anything, as if I were shrouded in something ... I suddenly realized that "the authorities are fascinated." Being in the beautiful scenery of this hometown, but suddenly I don't know, it must be this beautiful scenery. This scene has been exciting and intoxicating!
40。 The river in front of and behind the house always flows quietly. The water plants on both sides of the house swayed gently with the breeze, and the afternoon before night became lively. Laughter and laughter are also rippling along the river. The dirt road in front of the door is always muddy and can't be used for a long time. When I opened the door in the morning, the fog suddenly poured into the house, and the whole hometown became a faint ink painting, so hazy that I could even melt my heart together. When the sun slowly clears the fog, a layer of water drops falls on the leaves, which is another hometown like water.
4 1。 The autumn rain in my hometown is like the embroidery thread in a girl's hand, and I can't get up and down. A red lantern was embroidered on the persimmon tree, and a golden carpet was embroidered on the ground. Somehow, the orange tree was bypassed, and a bright yellow hydrangea hung on the green branch. Although the autumn rain in my hometown is a girl's tears, it is not spoiled and willful. After a shower, it seems that a friend has apologized to her. This made her wipe her face, the sky was still blue and the sun was still happy.
42。 Longfeng Mountain, surrounded by mountains and waters, surrounded by green mountains and green waters, set each other off into interest. The surface of the water is as wide as a lake, as wide as a river, and it is full of waves, which makes people fall in love at first sight and feel relaxed and happy. This gurgling coolness has nurtured ten thousand mu of fertile land, irrigated the fragrance of rice flowers and harvested golden rice waves. Underwater is also a paradise for all kinds of fish and shrimp. Fish are abundant and beautiful, and they are inexhaustible all year round. Isn't this where wealth lies?
43。 The land in my hometown is very fertile. According to predecessors, the Great Northern Wilderness was once a rich and famous area. Everyone is willing to rush here, and I am the happy person. Every time I look at the land of my hometown, I think of the evergreen pine and cypress, and the misty rain-like wicker is heroic on the roadside; I think of red cloth like sorghum, golden beans, black eyes, coal with rosin smell, and the wind blowing head-on with Wan Li dust. ...
44。 The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so exposed in summer and so introverted in winter. Qiu Shuang is an important representative, and many poets spend their pen and ink on describing Qiu Shuang or autumn scenery to express their deep thoughts and lonely feelings.
45。 Autumn is beautiful, and the beauty is clear. A crisscross stream is singing and dancing, flowing slowly. Autumn is very wheat, and the beauty lies in the scenery. Leaves of different colors and shapes fall from the branches and gently pat the delicate skin of Mother Earth.
46。 My hometown is a mountainous and forested place. Looking at my hometown from a distance, all I can see is lush forests. From time to time, there are several eaves or tiles among the leaves to let people know that there is a family there. From time to time, the hooves of cattle sounded on the bluestone road in the forest, and occasionally a wet nasal sound came from the breeze: "Hmm-ah!" Hometown has an ancient charm.
47。 The mountains and rivers in my hometown are beautiful. I am not a painter, so I can't sketch, describe and render the truth and beauty of this landscape with a brush. I am not a poet, so I can't describe and praise with accurate, vivid and wonderful language! Even if I am a photographer, I can't record the beautiful and ever-changing scenery with a shutter. But I am a member of the five permanent members, and I am deeply touched by these beautiful things. Mountains and rivers are simple, thick, simple and beautiful, just like people in their hometown. How can I not love my hometown! How can I not build my hometown, rejuvenate and create more brilliance!
48。 Bright lights reflect the stars on the horizon, like frosty moonlight. It constitutes an unparalleled beautiful scene in the world. Birds occasionally laugh in the park, but they are like lonely rangers and shy girls, which I have never seen before. The fragrance of flowers and green grass on both sides of the road is refreshing in the soft wind at night. The ancients often said that "grass invades the old road" is a kind of beauty; Then, isn't the "Linyin New Path" in my hometown a kind of beauty? Colorful neon lights decorate rows of green trees into a sea of colors! Lights, starlight, moonlight; Flowers, herbs, green trees ... these natural things, after artificial carving, complement each other and make the night in my hometown more beautiful!
49。 Castanopsis kawakamii trees in the forest emerge in my memory, still tall and straight, but with a little more historical grooves and vicissitudes. When I was young, I always wanted to climb to the top of its tree, but I was afraid of being scolded by the public. Now I have given up the idea. I think, let it be the embodiment of my admiration for my hometown!
50。 Standing on the top of my hometown, I left my hometown far away. Looking down at your home, like a mole in the mountains. The high blue sky runs wildly in the narrowness of Shan Ye, just to squeeze out a clearing on the flat land in my hometown. At that time, my hometown was so tiny, and the mountains and rivers under the blue sky matched each other. That is at least a kind of beauty. Hometown is more beautiful because of them. But if they lack their hometown, it will be a fly in the ointment!
5 1。 The land in my hometown is very fertile. According to predecessors, the Great Northern Wilderness was once a rich and famous area. Everyone is willing to rush here, and I am the happy person. Every time I look at the land of my hometown, I think of the evergreen pine and cypress, and the misty rain-like wicker is heroic on the roadside; I think of red cloth like sorghum, golden beans, black eyes, coal with rosin smell, and the wind blowing head-on with Wan Li dust. ...
52。 Huangshan, spring is full of new green, like fog, lovely green is coming out, like flowing clouds, flowers blooming, colorful, bees and butterflies flying back and forth. Rhododendrons in full bloom, like beating flames, are hidden among pines and cypresses, and birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. On the way I walked, hundreds of springs meandered through a hidden valley, hanging on rocks and turning into waterfalls. Although it is not huge and spectacular, it is smart and poetic. Under the scorching sun, I broke free from the embrace of the rock, with coolness and freshness, as if falling like flowing water. For example, Hada, a warm white grassland, welcomes tourists from all directions and dances to you as if welcoming you, which makes people feel particularly cordial!
53。 When the first frog croaked, summer came in a hurry, and the weather gradually became hot. During the summer harvest, the trees are covered with peaches, apricots, plums and mulberries. It's all cooked. A gift from Brother Xia. After the summer harvest, our fields are full of water, full of seedlings, and there is a world of water everywhere. Talking on a hot day, adults are fishing in the river with net bags on their backs, and children are swimming and touching shrimps in the clear shallow river in twos and threes, which always adds delicacy to their table. During the summer vacation, our children often lie in the shade and enjoy the cool, listening to the singing of branches. Adults play chess and chat. The most enjoyable thing is to pick some big watermelons in Gua Tian and cut them to share with you. There are several melon seeds in the pulp, and the juice is bright red. When you take a bite of cold and sweet fruit juice, you often chew a second bite before eating it, or pick up yellow or white melons in Gua Tian. It sounds crisp and smells good, so you can enjoy it after washing and peeling. Not to mention how good it looks.
54。 Bright lights reflect the stars on the horizon, like frosty moonlight. It constitutes an unparalleled beautiful scene in the world. Birds occasionally laugh in the park, but they are like lonely rangers and shy girls, which I have never seen before. The fragrance of flowers and green grass on both sides of the road is refreshing in the soft wind at night. The ancients often said that "grass invades the old road" is a kind of beauty; Then, isn't the "Linyin New Path" in my hometown a kind of beauty? Colorful neon lights decorate rows of green trees into a sea of colors! Lights, starlight, moonlight; Flowers, grass, green trees, these natural things that have been artificially carved, complement each other and make the night in my hometown more beautiful!