五花山

我是一个在山区长大的孩子。村子四面环山，我最喜欢家乡的五花山。秋风吹来，会带来凉意。几天后，山又黄又绿，就像一些淘气的仙女用五颜六色的颜色点缀着山。真是名副其实的“五花山”！

清晨，山上升起一片朦胧的薄雾，仿佛穿着一件漂亮的白纱衣服。雾气慢慢散去，又慢慢聚拢，群山若隐若现，仿佛虚幻。

中午，太阳高高升起，五花山上的红叶点燃了激情，变得激昂起来。红色只有一种，红色的不一样:很深很厚；有的很浅很亮。像一片片红色的海洋。下午，五花山呈现出宁静而神秘的景色。燃烧的红叶渐渐冷却了激情，仿佛在等待明天初升的太阳，再一次向人们展示它迷人的风采。此时的五花山呈现出一片宁静祥和的景色，像一幅色彩斑斓的山水画。

不知不觉夜已降临。天很黑，大地变成了淡黑色。只是偶尔有几片叶子亮闪闪的，像是眨着眼睛对我说“时间不早了，睡吧，我亲爱的孩子”。就这样，我在五花山的陪伴下陷入了甜蜜的梦境。

我爱我的家乡，我更爱家乡的五花山，因为她是我童年的梦想。

参考翻译：

I am a child who grew up in a mountainous area. The village is surrounded by mountains, and I prefer Wuhua Mountain in my hometown most. When autumn wind blows, it will bring coolness. A few days later, the mountains were yellow and green, just like some naughty fairy who spotted the mountains with colorful colors. What a veritable "Wuhua Mountain"!

Early in the morning, a hazy mist rose on the mountain, as if wearing a beautiful white gauze clothing. The fog slowly dispersed, and slowly gathered together, and the mountains were looming, as if they were unreal.

At noon, the sun rose high, and the red leaves on Wuhua Mountain ignited the passion and became passionate. There is only one kind of red, and the red ones are different: they are very deep and very thick; Some are very shallow and bright. Like patches of red ocean. In the afternoon, Wuhua Mountain presents a quiet and mysterious scenery. The burning red leaves gradually cooled the passion, and seemed to be waiting for the rising sun tomorrow, so as to show people its charming style again. At this time, Wuhua Mountain shows a quiet and peaceful scenery, like a colorful landscape painting.

Night comes before you know it. It was dark, and the earth became light black. Only occasionally a few leaves shine brightly, like blinking and saying to me, "It's getting late, sleep, my dear child". In this way, I fell into a sweet dream accompanied by Wuhua Mountain.

I love my hometown, and I love Wuhua Mountain in my hometown even more, because she was my childhood dream.