Look, the sun rises in Ran Ran, and the red fireball burns slowly behind the mountain.
I still remember the legend told by my grandparents that there lived a fairy behind the mountain, who was in charge of the setting of the sun every day.
You see, the green bamboo leaves, as if after a night of dew brewing, stretch out, elegant and dignified posture, like a fairy descending to earth. The pine tree seems to stand proudly with a little coquetry, and the wind runs lazily like a father with a straight face, sending a token of cuckoo girl to Du Fu's brother, awakening sleeping animals and sending flowers in a hurry.
5. The older generation get up early, or go to the bridge, or swing their arms, or pull vegetables in the fields all day, feed chickens and ducks, and pick up eggs ... Yes, the afterglow falls on the river, and the river flows quietly, reflecting the extinguished sun, fluttering gently like a ribbon, and from time to time there are small fish rolling and splashing golden water.
6. This is my hometown, my beloved hometown. I love its beauty, its profundity and its exquisite beauty.
7. The scenery in my hometown is the life in my hometown. There are no historical sites, no tourists and no' prosperity' in the city.
8. Yes, just a leisurely life, beautiful and charming. The mountains in my hometown are beautiful.
9. Looking at the mountains in the distance, like a veiled girl, her graceful figure presents a kind of deep or shallow hazy beauty, just like the charm of China's ink painting.
10, and the place near the mountain, the color is getting darker and darker, and it gradually feels green. Closer, closer, its eyes are green.