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我的家乡是一个普普通通的小山村。我热爱我的家乡。她是哺育我的母亲。她事我成长的摇篮。她记载着我童年五彩的梦 My hometown is a common small mountain village. I love my hometown. She is my mother. She is the cradle of my growth. She recorded the colorful dreams of my childhood 春天，这里山花烂漫，桃花柳绿。春姑娘悄悄地走来唤醒了万物生灵的大地。霎时间，百花盛开，春色满园。柳树摇着自己长长的辫子。杨树长起了嫩嫩的芽。看着桃花开的多漂亮，随着风飘着迷人的清香，这真是；桃花一簇开无主，可爱深红爱浅红；孩子们不舍得让春意偷偷溜走，忙拿出风筝放飞自己的心情：一年之计在于春；人们怎么能让这希望的季节悄悄而过。 In spring, the mountain flowers here are blooming and the peach flowers are willow green. Spring girl quietly came to wake up the earth of all creatures. All of a sudden, flowers are in full bloom, and the garden is full of spring. Willow is shaking its long braid. The poplar has sprouted tender buds. Looking at how beautiful peach blossom is, with the charming fragrance of the wind, it's really true; peach blossom cluster has no owner, lovely crimson love light red; children don't willing to let spring slip away secretly, busy to take out the kite to fly their mood: the plan of the year is spring; how can people let the season of hope pass quietly. | 
