第1个回答 2012-11-10
"About our hometown"
Brent's corpus (Romania)
To talk about
Our hometown it.
I come from the summer,
A weak nation,
Any deciduous
All may call it perish,
The sky was full of stars, so heavy,
Sometimes reached down to the ground,
A little come near, you will hear the stars
Be grass tickle have to keep smile,
Large areas of flowers
Is like the sun
Stab you dry eyes,
Every tree
Many are hung round the sun.
My hometown
Remove death, what also have no lack of,
Too much happiness,
Make you sleepy.本回答被提问者采纳