我的家乡在平凉的农村,最让我怀念的就是家乡的山。家乡的山很高。我们村子背靠着的就是一座很高的山。曾经有一次,我跟着爸爸费了九牛二虎之力爬上了那座山。从山顶往下看,房屋和车辆都像火柴盒一样大小,村边的小河像一条玉带绕过村庄,蜿蜒而去。家乡的山很美。满山遍野都长满了槐树,每到槐花开放的季节,大山像是盖上了白云做的棉被,看上去软绵绵的,漂亮 My hometown in Pingliang rural areas, the most I miss is the home of the mountain. High mountain home. Back to our village is a very high mountain. Once, I climbed the mountain with my dad after a tremendous amount of effort. Looking down from the top of the mountain, houses and vehicles are like matchboxes. The small rivers in the village edge around the village like a jade belt and meander away. The hometown is beautiful. All over the mountains are covered with acacia trees, each season to open Sophora japonica, the mountains like covered with white quilts do, looks soft, beautiful