高中英语作文：城市边缘的家乡

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　　I always like to call my hometown from the place where you live, even if it is not a separate city or township. It's just a factory that stands in the edge of the city, even if this is the case, I still have a beautiful hat with it. Winter in memory, here is pure white. In the morning, because of the bright silver, the shovel and the kelled music, the class teacher is always benevolent, and the two lessons in the morning bring us from the back door to the basketball court. I always go to the snow with your hands, they are slid slid on the fingertips, and then scattered as the pearl of the broken line, part of the fingertips. I didn't know that it was a second lesson. When I returned to the school, I found that my hand has been frozen. The grandmother in the duty room will give each classmate in a bowl of red bean dumplings in a timely manner. Soluble dark red, slightly fragrant. After eating three sweet red bean dumplings, let's drink the faint rose soup, the liquid is sliding into the stomach, and the chill has already disappeared. Continue the spirit to invite the class. When the "" "sound of the belly accompanied this, the warm sun in the afternoon has begun. Children with the same age rushed home as I am like me, my mind is full of a good fortune. There is three kinds of phrase aperture on the road, and the moss on Qingshi Road is long. The branches of the head have long been exhausted. There is only a few of the sparrows that have not been lost to the old tree. The end of this long street is my home. I walked over the last corner, smoke, mixed with the aroma of the beef and pine branches, I used to be extremely hate that smoke, but today, it became a logo I recalled my hometown winter. The door of the house is hidden, vaguely visible to the back of the mother Zhang Luo meal! I want to come now, it is happiness, there is a happy twelve years of life, staying next to it. The past is not returned. It is another winter, there is no childhood, there is no sparrow of the branches, there is no smoke in the hall, and the heart has lost the child's childish and more mature mentality. It is no longer as happy as before, and it is missing. Today's younger brother will tell me, sister, I have to stay in the factory for another year. I took a smile and patted his shoulder. When I had, I had such an idea when I was. When I left my hometown, I came to this city that made a variety of desires, I began to miss the pure place, but it is because of this, I like to take the place where my childhood lives will be called home. Hometown in the edge of the city.