“梦见家乡山水呀,啊呜依,啊呜依,睡着也会笑醒来……”耳畔萦绕着这动人心弦的歌曲,我不由得想起我的家乡。我的家乡是一个没有灯红酒绿,远离城市喧嚣,生活自然淳朴的小山村。她始终悠闲自得地依偎在群山的怀抱之中,用沁人心脾的山水养育着这里祖祖辈辈淳朴善良的人们。村子后面伫立着一座很独特的小山,半山腰处有个清澈的小潭,从小潭往上看去,不过一人高的地方,一股冰凉的水不间断地从拳头般大小的洞里缓缓地流进小潭。小潭周围都是奇形怪状的石头,夹缝之间生长着郁郁葱葱的灌木丛。 “Dream of hometown ah, Oh woo by, Oh Woo Yi, fell asleep will laugh ... ...” ears haunt this touching song, I can not help but think of my hometown. My hometown is a small mountain village with no light, far from the hustle and bustle of the city and a simple and natural life. She has always snuggled in the embrace of the mountains leisurely, with refreshing landscapes to raise here simple honest people of good age. There is a very unique hill behind the village, with a clear little lake halfway up the hill, looking up from the Little Pond, but one high place, a cold water from the fist-sized hole slowly Flow into the small pool. Small caves around are bizarre stones, growing between the lush bushes between the crevices.