我爱我的家乡,更爱家乡初夏时的原野。家乡的原野是一幅浓淡相宜的山水画。山坡上,金黄色的麦穗和油菜在微风的吹拂下摇动着成熟而又谦逊的头颅;绿油油的马铃薯苗、玉米、四季豆在阳光普照下,染上了一层淡淡的金粉,远处的楼房也被晚霞涂上了一层黄色的漆。站在高处极目远眺,所有事物尽收眼底。那一望无际的长江翻动着金 I love my hometown and I love the wilderness in my hometown in early summer. The homeland is a shades of affordable landscape painting. On the hillside, the golden ears of wheat and rape shook the ripe, humble head under the breeze; the green potato seedlings, corn, and string beans were sun-drenched with a touch of gold, The building was also painted with yellow paint on the sunset. Standing aloft, with all the things in one’s eyes. The vast expanse of the Yangtze River turns gold