My hometown is in Linze, Gansu Province. There are many specialties in my hometown, but the one that impressed me the most was the big watermelon.
In spring, the farmer uncle sowed watermelon seeds in the ground, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a green watermelon field, dotted with light yellow flowers. After the flowers withered, the melon patch was filled with small watermelons. In summer, watermelons are ripe, and farmers are busy picking watermelons and delivering them to thousands of households.
In summer, the weather is very hot, and the bright sunshine makes people blind. Just when my mother and I were about to turn on the fan, grandma took out a big watermelon and said, "Stop turning on the fan, it wastes electricity. Lets eat a big watermelon." Grandma cut it with a knife, and only heard a "bang" sound, and the watermelon fell. Became two halves.
Take a bite of the watermelon, it is sweet and crunchy, and your whole body feels much cooler. The heat I felt just now was thrown out of my mind.
I love the big watermelon in my hometown, and I love my lovely hometown even more.
