'yes! Hometown is my hometown. After so many years, it is still so beautiful. 'I sighed from the bottom of my heart as I made a flying transparent plane.
After getting off the plane, I lowered my head and looked at the palm. It was already 8 o'clock. The information of humidity, temperature, date, place and so on appeared in the palm. What's this? Ha ha, this is a kind of PDA of course! It's been 20 years!
OK, I'll go to see Xiaogan first! Sure enough, my hometown has changed a lot. Today is a sunny day, a solar powered flying car, stream by. They have not only changed their appearance, but also their performance. For example: in order to make the temperature in the car very good, you can open the roof of the car, and the air of the air conditioner will not run out. This is really meticulous!
In front of us, there is a school. All the books in the school have become tablet computers. When we do homework, we don't use books to write. Instead, we use the desktop computer on the desk to type. Our homework is passed on to the teacher's computer.
My hometown has changed a lot after 20 years! I really love this hometown! About hometown composition: 20 years later, I will go back to my hometown 1100 words' when will the moon be & hellip; 'whenever I hear this song in a foreign country, my heart is very painful, and I have the impulse to go back to my hometown. It's hard to buy an inch of time. 20 years later, when will the moon come to me?
I want to go back to my hometown, want to see the dream of the river, listen to the wind blowing through the birch forest rustling sound, my hometown now how? The idea is getting more urgent every day, 'I'm going home & hellip;' I can't wait any longer.
The train came to my hometown Qinghe. Ah! The mountains of my hometown, the water of my hometown, the flowers and trees of my hometown, I can smell the fragrance of green grass, everything is so kind and warm.
Just entered the county, the giant stone panda on the panda mountain still lies quietly on the top of the mountain, recording the changes of his hometown. It is a sign to enter the county. 'it's time to get home, Qinghe. I'm back. Your drifting daughter is home! 'through the window, I can see the Daqinghe River running southward. There are no dilapidated earthen houses on both sides of the river. There are dense birch forests on both sides of the river. There are not birds flying out of the forest, flying and singing & hellip; & hellip;, so beautiful! Fellow villagers told me that this has long been a birch forest reserve. Now many animals have settled down here. It is an important tourist attraction in Qinghe County!
Standing on the bridge of Qinglong lake, I found that the water of Qinglong lake is still so green and clear, like a piece of green jadeite. From the bridge, you can see fish swimming in the water. The low trees on both sides of the lake have grown into towering trees. Under the trees, there are three or three people sitting around the stone table. They are talking about something, and their faces are full of happy smile. On the stone road, people walked and chatted leisurely. The children played games on the grass and rowed on the lake. Some children took fishing rods and small buckets to learn from adults fishing on the fishing platform by the lake. After a few minutes, they went chasing and fighting. It looked very lovely. I can't help but think of my childhood. I used to be so naughty. At that time, I used to come to Qinglong lake for boating, walking and mountain climbing & hellip; & hellip; my thoughts were flying, and my mother was looking for me when the phone rang.
Hearing the footsteps, I turned my head and looked at my parents. It has been 20 years. My parents are nearly 60 years old, but they are still the same as before, and they are still the same as before, 'mom and Dad, are you? You haven't changed at all. "Mother said," silly child, how come it's not us? "Dad said: 'well, now Qinghe is no longer a state-level poverty-stricken county. We have a good Qinghe River, a good mountain, a good air, we eat pure natural green food, social welfare is good, we are old, we don't have to worry about anything, the party's policy is good, all for the sake of our people, to catch up with good days. Now we have realized communism in Qinghe. Our family has changed a lot. Let's go home and have a look. Tomorrow we will take you around. 'looking at my parents, I hugged them, tearful. I haven't seen them for 20 years, and I can't talk about it. 'don't cry. You cry when you meet. Who do you think bullies you? 'it's my sister's voice. Sister is still like that, 'go home, you may not find us. Big change? Take bus No.27. Go. The platform is over there. 'There are buses. I can't imagine that Qinghe has changed a lot!
I couldn't believe it was my home when I got home. Villa, that's where rich multimillionaires live. In front of me is a villa with three floors. There are fruit trees, gardens, lawn for leisure and entertainment, pavilion, a pool of water and fish swimming in the water. Walking into the house, everything is so novel. My sister introduced it to me one by one. There are vegetable fields, farms and biogas digesters in the backyard. It is a circular ecological farmhouse manor. The restaurant on the first floor and the residents on the second and third floors have opened the farmhouse for a long time. Because of the beautiful scenery of Qinghe River, the fresh air and the green food, there are a lot of people coming from all over the country all the year round okay!
Hometown changes can be really big, home beauty, 20 years later, the water is clearer, the trees are more lush, cattle and sheep are more beautiful, the old hometown looks new. With hardworking and intelligent people and the party's good policy of benefiting and enriching the people, can Qinghe not undergo great changes when they return to their hometown 20 years later? 20 years later, you can come to my hometown to have a look! There are also Runtu. When he comes to my house, he always asks about you and wants to see you. I have informed him of the approximate date of your arrival. He may be coming. "
At this time, my mind suddenly flashed a magical picture: a golden full moon hung in the dark blue sky, below was the sandy land by the sea, with endless green watermelons. In the meantime, there was a boy of 11 or 12 years old, with a silver ring on his neck and a steel fork in his hand, trying his best to stab a horse, but he twisted himself and ran away from his crotch.
This young man is leap soil. When I knew him, I was only a teenager, and it will be thirty years from now. At that time, my father was still alive and my family was good. I was just a young master. In that year, my family was a great sacrifice. It is said that the sacrificial ceremony can only be held once for more than 30 years, so it is very solemn. In the first month, there are a lot of offerings for the ancestral statues. The sacrificial utensils are very exquisite, and there are many worshippers. The sacrificial utensils should be prevented from being stolen. My family has only one busy month (there are three kinds of work for people here: those who work for certain people all year round are called long-term workers; those who work for others by day are called short-term workers; those who work for certain people only during the Spring Festival and rent collection are called busy months). If they can't get over the busy time, he says to his father that he can ask his son Runtu to take charge of sacrificial vessels.
My father allowed it, and I was very happy, because I had heard the name of Runtu, and knew that he and I were as old as runyue, and the five elements lacked soil, so his father called him Runtu. He can pretend to catch birds.
So I look forward to the new year day by day. When the new year comes, the leap land will come. Very easy to the end of the year, one day, my mother told me, leap soil came, I will fly to see. He was in the kitchen, with a round purple face, a small felt hat, and a bright silver collar around his neck. It can be seen that his father loved him very much and was afraid of his death, so he made a wish in front of the Buddha's face and caught him in the circle. He was very shy to see people, but he was not afraid of me. When there was no one else, he would talk to me, so we became familiar with each other in less than half a day.
At that time, we didn't know what to talk about. We only remembered that Runtu was very happy. After going to the city, we saw many things that we had not seen before.
The next day, I asked him to catch birds. He said:
\"It can't. It's going to take a lot of snow. When it snowed in the sandy land, I swept out an open space. I set up a big bamboo plaque with a short stick and scattered the grain. When the birds came to eat, I pulled the rope tied to the stick from a distance, and the bird was covered under the bamboo plaque. Everything: rice chicken, horned chicken, partridge, blue back & hellip; & hellip\“
So I look forward to snow again.
Runtu also said to me:
\"It's too cold. You come to us in the summer. We go to the seaside every day to pick up shells. There are red and green ones, ghosts are afraid, and so are Guanyin hands. In the evening, my father and I will take care of watermelon, and you will go too. "
\"The thief? "
\"No. The walkers are thirsty and pick a melon to eat. We don't steal it here. It's badgers, pigs, hedgehogs, hedgehogs. Under the moon, you listen, cheering ring, in the bite melon. You pinch the fork and walk gently to & hellip; & hellip\“
I didn't know what this so-called thing was at that time - and I didn't know it now - but I felt like a dog and very fierce for no reason.
\"Doesn't he bite? "
\"There is a fork. When you get there, you will stab. The beast is very clever. He runs to you and runs from his crotch. His fur is as smooth as oil & hellip; & hellip\“
I didn't know that there were so many new things in the world: there were so many colorful shells on the seashore; watermelon had such a dangerous experience, which I only knew he sold in the fruit shop.
\"In our sandy land, when the tide is coming, there are a lot of jumping fish that just jump and have frog like feet & hellip; & hellip;"
Ah! There are endless strange things in Runtu's heart, which are not known by my usual friends. They don't know something. When Runtu is by the sea, they just see the sky in the four corners of the high wall in the yard just like me.
Unfortunately, the first month passed, and Runtu had to go home. I was so anxious that I cried. He also hid in the kitchen and refused to go out, but he was finally taken away by his father. Later, he asked his father to bring me a bag of shells and some beautiful bird feathers. I also sent him something or two, but I never saw him again.
Six hometown 500 words, I braved the cold, back to more than 2000 miles apart, farewell to the hometown of more than 20 years. Since it was deep winter, and when we approached our hometown, the weather was gloomy again. The cold wind blew into the cabin, whistling. Looking out from the canopy, we could see that there were several desolate villages far and near under the yellow sky, and there was no vitality. My heart can't help but feel sad.
Ah! This is not the hometown I always remember for 20 years?
The hometown I remember is not so. My hometown is much better. But if I remember his beauty and speak of his beauty, there is no image, no words. It seems to be the same. So I explained to myself: This is also true of my hometown. Although there is no progress, it may not be as sad as I feel. This is just a change of my own mood, because I have no good mood when I go back home.
I'm here to leave him alone. The old house where we have lived together for many years has been sold to another family name. The deadline for the delivery of the house is only this year. Therefore, we must bid farewell to the old house we know well before the first day of the first month of the first month, and move to a different place where I am seeking food.
The next morning I arrived at my door. The broken stems of many withered grasses on the corrugations are shaking with the wind, which is the reason why the old house will inevitably change ownership. The family of several rooms had already moved away, so it was very quiet. I went outside my house, my mother had already met me, and then flew out of my eight year old nephew