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我的家乡美丽的喀什英文作文 I was born in Kashgar. Although I have only lived in Kashgar for 17 years, everything there has left a deep impression on me. The spring in Kashgar is different. Its spring breeze is not like that in the south. The Southern Spring Breeze is soft as silk, and the weeping willow belongs to Jonah. In spring in Kashgar, the wind is strong, sometimes with overwhelming force to stir up a blanket of yellow sand. Pedestrians like a boat in the wind and waves, branches crazy swing, despair, withered branches issued“Creak” sound; a kitchen smoke, it was torn into countless slender dragon,