Banana, a specialty of my hometown: 400 words Time: 20 12-08-09 My hometown is in Shunde, the Pearl River Delta. There are abundant products here, and banana trees can be seen everywhere. Spring has arrived, and the dense banana trees greedily suck the dew of spring. They spread out long and wide green leaves and laughed in the rain and fog. There is little difference in temperature in my hometown all year round, so banana trees have fruits all year round. The trunk of a tree hangs down, and there is a Haloxylon ammodendron banana hanging below it. There are five or six layers, each layer has fourteen or five bananas, and a spindle has forty or fifty bananas. People have to admire the tension of the trunk. Banana is curved, like a crescent moon, like a boat, and like a curved sickle. Bananas are green when they are not ripe and golden when they are ripe. If bananas are too ripe, they will grow some black spots, so bananas are not delicious. Peel a banana, you can smell the fragrance from a distance, and the beige flesh makes you pleasing to the eye. With a gentle bite, it suddenly feels fragrant and sweet, very delicate, and makes you forget all your troubles. I remember once, when I came home from school, I saw a bag of bananas on the table. I quickly opened the bag and ate one by one. Mom comes out of the kitchen. She saw the burnt skins on the table and asked me where those burnt skins were. I muttered, "I just ate." Mother said, "Those incense sticks are for entertaining guests." I bowed my head in embarrassment. After a while, the guests came and we had to give them a cup of hot tea. By the time I had dinner, I couldn't eat anything after the guests left. My mother said to me, "It can't be like this anymore." I nodded and made a face at my mother. I love my hometown, and I love bananas in my hometown even more.