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故乡在每个人的心中都是美好的。我在南京长大,但爸爸说南京并不能算我严格意义上的故乡,我的故乡在远方。那是苏北平原上的一个村庄,那里有袅袅炊烟、鸡鸣牛哞,有清澈的小河、成行的绿树,有一畦畦望不到边际的青葱庄稼,有忽喇喇掠过水面的水鸟和野鸭……总之,我有个美丽的故乡。爸爸每说起故乡,眼里总会放出异样的光彩;而我每想到故乡,心中便充满了温馨,充满了自豪,更充满了向往,总想着有一天能够回到故乡去,回到苏北平原上的那个美丽村庄。
Hometown is beautiful in everyone’s heart. I grew up in Nanjing, but my father said that Nanjing cannot be considered my hometown in the strict sense. My hometown is far away. It was a village on the plains of the northern Jiangsu Province. There were smoky smoke, chicken burdock, clear rivers, green trees, green crops that couldn’t see the margins, and waterfowls that swept past the water. And wild duck ... In short, I have a beautiful hometown. Every time Dad talks about his hometown, his eyes always give off a strange brilliance. Whenever I think of my hometown, my heart is filled with warmth, full of pride, and full of yearning. I always think that one day I will return to my hometown and return to the Soviet Union. The beautiful village on the North Plains.