My picturesque and green hometown is located under the famous mountain called Qing Zhi Mountain. It is small, beautiful and quiet with a proprietary fresh air. You can see the rice paddy everywhere in my villege. Looking at them is like looking at a beautiful painting, and it will make you satisfied, relax, and unpressured. That place where someone know your parents, grandparents, connections that somehow validate you existence. It's also where you dont need to lock your door when u go out. People are nice, kind, rusticity, enthusiastic and sometimes loud.
I remember when i was young, a lot of buddys and i went to cought fishes in the small river, we picked the fresh mango, lechee, and loquat from the trees. We carbonadoed the sweet potatoes in the rice paddy, and cought the butterfries during the daytime in the summer and cought firefly in the summer night. etc.
These are all my precious memories in my life. Right, They are the memories forever. I would never have the same feeling as before, I would never smell the fresh air in the spring and the straw in the summer. Because tjere a lot of small rivers were disappeared, lots of rice paddy has replaced to the big buildings, and lots of trees had been cut. However, I am indeed happy to be born and brought up in my nature beauty hometown.
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