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Year after year, my hometown is rainy and rainy, year after year, the red star shines above my hometown, and since then my hometown has been bright and bright, ushering in the day that never fades.
I was born in a small village. As far as the eye can see, there are depressed branches, ruined houses, and mountains that cover everything. The planks of the house have been smoothed out, a sign of time. Like an old man with vicissitudes of life, his back is stiff, and he is about to bear the weight of the beams.
Naturally, the surrounding area of the house is also a dirt road that is suitable for such a house. The gravel is paved on the pavement and stretches out beyond the boundary. If you want to reach the end of the dirt road, your feet will be worn to the point that you will not be able to run, and walking on such a road will make you feel that you will not be able to go to the future. Whenever I see a car coming in, it makes my eyes light up, even if I don't know the owner, because I think there is always a car that will bring my future. This kind of road makes me hate the rain, after the rain, the bamboo forest will become quiet, the raindrops on the flowers are like the tears shed by a delicate woman, a rain washes a pair of cuts, should wash away the boredom in my heart, but it brings me new sorrow; After the rain, the dirt road is soft and muddy, and it rains, but I think that the frost and snow make it even more difficult to get off the road, which is already far from the town.
Although I hate the rain, the fruits and vegetables grown by the people in the village grow more happily under the moisture of a rain. The people were working all night and night, and they should be happy when the harvest season came, but their faces were full of sorrow, and the harvest was only for their own food, and what was left to fill the cart, so they had to let the grain rot on its own, but they had nothing to do but plough, and so the cycle went on and on.
Later, there were fewer and fewer children in the village, and they were all taken away by their parents, leaving the old man alone to keep his memories, and it happened that I saw a book about how the small village quietly evaporated, and I wondered if my hometown would be like that village. Later, I was picked up by my parents, and for the first time I saw a different scene from the village: the road could be straight and smooth, the houses could be tall and solid, and the rain was a ...... of enjoymentI am deeply aware that there is a difference between the city and the countryside, if the first-tier cities are at the forefront of development, they see the bright galaxy, and the second-tier cities can also witness the starry sky, and my hometown, even the afterimage of the starlight, during the New Year's holidays, I will return to my hometown, but my hometown is like a ship of Theseus, little by little from my memory to disassemble and reorganize. The first time he returned to his hometown, he began to build the road, and the next time he became straight and wide. The previous time the houses were repaired, the next time the old houses were renovated and ...... newI saw that the word barren was falling off, like the mottled walls of an old house, painted with bright paint.
The depressed branches have become lush under artificial cultivation, the lotus flowers in the pond are blooming, the bamboo forest on the mountain is exuding cool air, just like a tourist attraction, and even opened a farmhouse, many people have come to see the unique flavor of the rural culture, the village is becoming more and more lively, many young people choose to return to the village for development, my cousin is the first young person to return to the village for development, I once asked her why she chose to return to the remote and backward hometown, she said"The purpose of my study is not to get rid of the impoverished hometown, but to help the hometown get rid of poverty, not to mention that now the party and the state are calling for the construction of the hometown! So under her order, she opened a ** to sell the annual surplus of vegetables and fruits and hometown characteristics, which not only solved the problem of food surplus, but also made the hometown highly praised.
The doubts in my heart have finally been answered, my hometown will not evaporate from the world, and no village will disappear again, because the party and the country know: the land of China, every thought is the future, from a dilapidated village to the current new appearance, I think it is an unprecedented miracle Now I understand that if the miracle has a color, it must be Chinese red. At this point, I no longer hate the rain, because even if it rains heavily, it can't extinguish the red glow.
This brilliance was given by the party and the state.