我的家乡山清水秀，我不仅爱家乡的山山水水，更爱家乡的葡萄。
My hometown is beautiful. I love not only the mountains and rivers, but also the grapes.
春天，枯干的葡萄藤贪婪地吸吮着大自然那新鲜的甘露，悄悄地萌发着毛茸茸的嫩芽，抽出新的枝叶。在春雨的滋润下，它那小小的叶子嫩绿嫩绿的，弯弯曲曲的葡萄蔓绕在它旁边，十分惹人喜爱。
In spring, the dried grapevine greedily sucks the fresh nectar of nature, quietly sprouts hairy buds and draws out new branches and leaves. Under the moistening of the spring rain, its small leaves are green and tender, and its winding vines are very popular around it.
夏天，天气很炎热，葡萄藤上开出了一朵朵米粒般大小的小花。结出了一串串的小葡萄，摘一粒放在嘴里，又酸又涩。葡萄叶子长成了手掌般大小，似蝴蝶，像鱼尾，密密层层地挤满了葡萄架。一眼望去，好象一个绿色的大凉棚，我们常在凉棚下乘凉、玩耍。
In summer, the weather is very hot, grape vines have opened a small flower of the size of a grain of rice. A bunch of small grapes are produced. Pick one and put it in your mouth. It's sour and astringent. Grape leaves grow into palm size, like butterflies, like fish tail, densely packed with grape trellis. At a glance, it looks like a big green awning, under which we often enjoy the cool and play.
秋天，葡萄成熟了，它的样子很可爱。紫得像紫晶，绿得像绿玉，圆润可爱，仿佛碰一下，就要流出蜜汁来似的，那一颗颗密密颗粒上，都蒙着一层细细的白霜，让你垂涎欲滴。咬一口，甜津津，酸溜溜的，浓浓的葡萄汁像一股甘泉流入心田。
In autumn, when the grapes are ripe, they look lovely. Purple is like Amethyst, green is like emerald, round and lovely, as if touching, it is going to flow out honey, that dense particles are covered with a thin layer of white frost, which makes you salivate. Bite, sweet Tianjin, sour, thick grape juice like a spring into the heart.
冬天，他的叶子全落下来了。但我相信它明年春天还会萌芽抽枝的。看着它那坚强的样子，使我想起一句古诗：“落红不是无情物，化作春泥更护花。”
In winter, all his leaves fell. But I believe it will sprout next spring. Looking at its strong appearance, I think of an ancient poem: "falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud to protect flowers."
我爱你，家乡的葡萄，爱你春天的生机勃勃，夏天的绚丽多彩，秋天收获的甜蜜，冬天的坚忍不拔。
I love you, the grapes of my hometown, the vitality of spring, the splendor of summer, the sweetness of autumn harvest and the perseverance of winter.