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The story of hometown
Hometown is the place where dreams are born; Hometown is a love harbor waiting to return in the storm; Hometown is a place that all wanderers can rely on. Hometown is the dignity of life for everyone, and it is a living person.
Ge, my hometown is my whole dream. My hometown may not be the most beautiful in the eyes of others, but in my eyes, she is impeccable, because there are countless dreams and hopes for the motherland here.
I hope to be more pregnant with my heart.
My hometown is located at 24 54'-25 47' north latitude and111'117 44' east longitude. She has a beautiful name-Zhang Ping. I have lived here since I was a child, and everything in my hometown is in my early days.
Born as a man, deeply rooted in my heart, doomed me. The dignity and dream of a China person doomed me to love my hometown, my motherland and peace. Now, I can really feel my heart beating.
Move, my blood is flowing, along the ancient red pulp, towards the deepest part of that dream.
When I was in War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, my hometown was ravaged by Japanese invaders. Here, I extend my deep respect to those who gave their lives for the liberation of my hometown, and I also regret my disappointment in my hometown.
At that time, in my memory, people were always quarreling, retaliating and complaining. Everyone lives his own life and has no sympathy for others. For me, the best toy is that pile of small sand, which I dig every day.
Turn into a castle and watch it disappear in the next moment, as beautiful as fireworks.
At that time, our family was very poor, and three of us were squeezed into a small house of 50 square meters. Everyone is too poor to care about other people's lives. In a word, we are too busy. At that time, I went to kindergarten and signed up every year.
Sometimes, my parents are always busy They are always running around charging my tuition. Every time I see their tired figures, I feel sad. I don't know why our family is so poor. From that moment on, I was right.
There is a sense of shame and disappointment in my hometown. It was not until I went to primary school that I really understood what my hometown was, which once again awakened my love for my hometown.
In my memory, there is a teacher who is very kind to me. Her smile always gives people sunshine warmth, but she is also poor. I don't know why she smiles so brightly, because she is too poor. One day, she gave us a speech, and she
They say that no matter how poor your hometown is, you can't abandon it. Her hometown is the home of a wandering heart. At that time, I was too young to fully understand the meaning of this sentence. It's just that I think I will use my hands to change my home.
The face of my hometown, I want to believe my hometown.
Facts have proved that my idea is correct, no! It should be proved that all people who believe in their hometown are right. The passage of time not only takes away people's memories, but also brings the hope of spring. Today's hometown has been
It is no longer my hometown. Although there are quarrels, most people are full of hope. My family moved from a small house of 50 square meters to a house of 100 square meters. Every year when school starts, parents are not as good as before.
Busy, yes! Nine-year compulsory education, the state has exempted us from the burden of the school and the tuition for nine years. Sitting in a bright classroom, the sun shines on me, I feel a kind of warmth and a kind of heart.
The true warmth from the depths will never forget the sunshine in spring even in the coldest winter.
The scenery in my hometown is changing, and so are the people in my hometown. Although life in our hometown is much better than before, how can we forget the suffering in the cold?
12 May, this day buried the dreams of many children in Shu, touched everyone's heart, but left many moving tears. Although I haven't been there, we can do it for them.
Something. I took out my pocket money accumulated for many years and flew to the people in the disaster area with my love. For several days in a row, the sky was overcast and it rained intermittently, but this did not affect the enthusiasm of the people in their hometown to offer love.
There is a long queue in front of each donation box.
A little girl put two yuan into the donation box on tiptoe. She said it was money to buy snacks for children in the disaster area. An elderly man staggered to the donation box and solemnly put 100 yuan into it. Every face on his face
Every wrinkle seems to care about the names of people in the disaster area. There are many people like them. They are in every corner of the earth. Some of them may still be poor, but their hearts are so rich. Please allow them to be here.
I call them angels. They spread their wings and guarded the people in every disaster area.
Now, my hometown is changing year by year. I once thought that I should also make my own contribution to the construction of my hometown. As a middle school student, I can do many things. Although I have no strong body, I am invincible.
Yes; Although I am not extremely rich, I have a heart full of youth. The only thing I can do now is to believe in my hometown, my motherland and love! Believe without hesitation.
Maybe many people think it takes a lot of courage, but just having a heart is enough. Everyone is ordinary, but once you have a dream, you will become great. As long as you are willing to believe and work hard, you will.
It will succeed. Believe that happiness and happiness are the end.
Speaking of hometown Miluo, almost all Chinese in the world know that it is the source of the Dragon Boat Festival and the hometown of the Dragon Boat Festival. Because one afternoon in the early May of the lunar calendar more than two thousand years ago, a heroic and tragic story happened here. A great patriotic poet threw himself into the river by the Miluo River in my hometown. Do you know who he is? That is Qu Yuan.
It was a sunny afternoon, and Qu Yuan, who had been exiled several times, moved to Miluo. He was haggard and haggard, and he was still reciting poems. By this time, he had heard the news that Chu was destroyed by Qin.
Breath, grief-stricken, "shampoo can wash away the dust from the hair, bathing can wash away the dirt from the whole body, but what can my treacherous court official framed heart wash away?" I can only use this surging river to clear my innocence! "
So he left his motherland and people forever with grief and indignation, holding heavy stones!
At this time, there was a sudden strong wind, lightning and thunder, and the river went against the current. When people nearby knew that something was wrong, they hurried to see the body of Dr. San Lv, who was respected by everyone. He was drifting upstream. People put rice in bamboo tubes and throw it in.
Li Jiang. While rowing hard to grab Qu Yuan's body. This is the world-famous Dragon Boat Festival on May 5th. On this day every year, colorful boats on the river are like sailing boats, and tourists on the shore are like weaving, which is very lively.
In memory of the great patriotic poet Qu Yuan, people built a Quzi Temple on the top of the mountain. What we see now is the lush Quzi Temple and a magnificent bronze statue of Qu Yuan. There are osmanthus trees over 300 years old in the temple.
Many plants, every Mid-Autumn Festival, yellow and white flowers are in full bloom, and the fragrance is intoxicating. There are monuments to commemorate Qu Yuan, such as Du Xingting, Sao Tan, Zhuoying Bridge, Taohua Cave, Shouxingtai, Scissors Pool, Embroidered Pier and Wangye Pier, commonly known as Yucangshan.
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Qu Yuan wrote a lot of poems during his exile, such as Nine Songs, Evocation, Tian Wen, Li Sao and other excellent works. (Li Sao) "I take a long breath to hide my tears and mourn the hardships of people's lives! ("Li Sao") "It has become an eternal swan song! His works express his feelings of worrying about the country and the people. And the spirit of seeking truth!
Yes! This is the case with Qu Yuan in The Story of My Hometown. He cares about the country and the people and is willing to invest in the river.
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Our hometown is Wuyi Mountain, where not only the scenery is picturesque, but also the people here are very civilized and moral. There are still some people who are quietly making contributions to society. Today, I want to tell you a true story!
Every morning when I wake up, I always hear the sound of "brush-brush-"sweeping the floor. I was very upset and thought: who made such an ugly voice at this time? This is a hundred times worse than my idol's song! This man has brains.
Something's wrong. Besides, the noise is not only noisy, but also early! Singing on time at 6: 30 every day makes me get up at 6: 40 every day, because my mother calls me as soon as the sound rings. This is my mother's original alarm clock.
Zhong is one of my favorite songs. That's great. It'll make me fall asleep again. But the noise was so loud that I couldn't sleep when I woke up and had to get up. This is really an "advantage"!
I often can't help asking my parents, who made such an ugly voice? But mom and dad always look sad first, and then scold me angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! This voice is the most beautiful song in the world! "
When I heard this, I vomited. Usually, no matter what happens, my mother always has fun first, and then walks away with a smile. But this time I failed, because my mother saw it and walked away silently without any expression.
Because this voice always rings for only 20 minutes, every time I rush downstairs, there is no one, so I have to go to school disappointed. That day, I made up my mind to find out the source of the noise! So I fought back my sleepiness.
Get up at 6: 20, wash your face and brush your teeth and go out. I've looked everywhere. Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure walking across the street. He hunched his back, holding a broom in one hand and a bucket in the other. He, he, he is not Chen Da.
Bo? He's 69 years old, and he's still giving silently! I was shocked and suddenly understood a lot-I understood why Chen was so respected; Understand the meaningful words of mom and dad; bright
White their youth and ignorance; I know I don't appreciate it; I also understand that life is for giving, not for taking!
Now every morning, Uncle Chen is still singing with a broom. This perfect noise also supervises me to get up early. But now I think this perfect "noise" is 1000 times better than the best song of my favorite idol.
Times! I think this is the most beautiful song, although there are no lyrics.
In the autumn of my later years, I couldn't support it anymore and began to bury my body. The protective autumn leaves have lost their former colors at this time, and they have been put into the arms of Mother Earth. ...
Just as autumn is about to disappear and winter just appears, the "pear flower" in the yard has come. The snow is still falling, but it's getting smaller. Stepping on enough snow to drown my ankles, I walked alone under this flying "pear flower". The dark clouds in the sky seem to be coming down, maybe they are venting their grief, maybe they are
Show off your power and prestige to the earth, maybe ...
Walking, I suddenly found a piece of green ahead, and I couldn't help running towards this rare green. Walking on that green picture, I seem to be back in spring, and the green around me is full of vitality and vitality.
Force. It's winter, and everything lives. Isn't it more poetic to have this green color? Wouldn't it be better to reflect the strong will of green? Isn't it better to reflect the struggle between green and winter?
Green is really everywhere.
Below the soil is autumn, above the autumn is green, and above the green is thick white. Autumn is the tonic of green, which makes green more energetic; Snow is also used as a tonic for green, making green more colorful.
I'm thinking, thinking ...
Snowflakes dancing ...
Green mused. ...
I'm waiting ...
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The writing of this article is beautiful and fresh, full of certain philosophy. What is written in the article is "I" walking alone under this flying pear flower. Green not only gives me beautiful enjoyment, but also causes my meditation and association. It can be said that the green picture gives me a swimming space. This is a poetic green, full of vitality.
In the autumn of my later years, I couldn't support it anymore and began to bury my body. The protective autumn leaves have lost their former colors at this time, and they have been put into the arms of Mother Earth. ...
Just as autumn is about to disappear and winter just appears, the "pear flower" in the yard has come. The snow is still falling, but it's getting smaller. Stepping on enough snow to drown my ankles, I walked alone under this flying "pear flower". The dark clouds in the sky seem to be coming down, maybe they are venting their grief, maybe they are
Show off your power and prestige to the earth, maybe ...
Walking, I suddenly found a piece of green ahead, and I couldn't help running towards this rare green. Walking on that green picture, I seem to be back in spring, and the green around me is full of vitality and vitality.
Force. It's winter, and everything lives. Isn't it more poetic to have this green color? Wouldn't it be better to reflect the strong will of green? Isn't it better to reflect the struggle between green and winter?
Green is really everywhere.
Below the soil is autumn, above the autumn is green, and above the green is thick white. Autumn is the tonic of green, which makes green more energetic; Snow is also used as a tonic for green, making green more colorful.
I'm thinking, thinking ...
Snowflakes dancing ...
Green mused. ...
I'm waiting ...
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The writing of this article is beautiful and fresh, full of certain philosophy. What is written in the article is "I" walking alone under this flying pear flower. Green not only gives me beautiful enjoyment, but also causes my meditation and association. It can be said that the green picture gives me a swimming space. This is a poetic green, full of vitality.
Today, Grandpa Sun smiled brightly, and my parents and I embarked on the road back to our hometown in Nan 'an.
The road back to Nan 'an is not the bumpy dirt road before, but a flat and straight asphalt road. Back in Nan 'an, it's not the anxious waiting for three hours before, but the laughter and laughter for half an hour now.
When I arrived in Nan 'an, I looked around: those humble bungalows have now built two or three floors, and some even built five floors! My father's old bungalow.
Yes, my father said that when he slept there, it was freezing, and it leaked when it rained. Occasionally, the mouse will climb into bed and make you fidget. I went in and took a look. Really, the bed is made of wooden frame and straw, and there is a roof.
Our bricks are worn out and there are many mouse nests. However, these poor days are over! The villagers built bungalows layer by layer, and a poor small county town suddenly became rich.
A small city. In the past, farmers only ate a small amount of food, and they were not satisfied with three meals. Now, we should not only eat and dress well, but also live well, and some even drive cars! Is heading for a well-off life. Besides, living in the country and in the car.
Life can be a completely different scene: in this countryside, it is quiet and you can have a good sleep; In the city, the traffic is so busy that it was interrupted just after a dream. In addition, in this small
In the village, people live in harmony: I put a kite on a big stone. Later, when I came home, I suddenly remembered that it was still there! What about the cities and homes where bicycles were robbed and stolen?
Things are stolen from time to time. Really not safe! However, every place has its own advantages and cannot be judged by one point.
Now, farmers are rich, and all kinds of attractive and nutritious vegetables are planted in the fields, and some are transported to the city by car. Now, with the development of science and technology, farmers' uncles no longer need to spend a lot of energy on farming: herbicides can be used to weed, seeders can be used to sow, and harvesters can be used to harvest. ...
Our family is also building a house in Nan 'an's hometown this year. The land we chose is a treasure trove of geomantic omen: we can listen to the songs of swallows in spring, enjoy the refreshing wind in summer, watch the flaming maple leaves in autumn and feel infinite warmth in winter. ...
Ah, my hometown is advancing! My great motherland is advancing!
My grandmother is an amiable person. She was very kind to me, but I didn't like going back to my grandmother's house when I was a child. Do you want to know why? I'll tell you the secret today!
Grandma's home is in a remote mountain village, surrounded by mountains, and the traffic is extremely inconvenient. When I was a child, every time I went back to my grandmother's house, I took the 1 hour bus and walked for half an hour. When we arrived at the entrance to the village,
I was exhausted, and I was even more embarrassed when I walked into my grandmother's village. The roadway in the village is paved with stones and uneven. Sewage from the kitchens of various households randomly flows on the roadside, and sometimes there will be a lot on the road.
Cow dung, it makes me sick to see these. It's even worse at night Every household in the village has no satellite TV receiver, and there is no children's TV program I like to watch. So when I was a child, I was very reluctant to go back to my grandmother's house.
Until I was in the fourth grade of primary school, one day, my grandmother came to our house again and told us happily, "Now there is tap water in our house, and a cement road has been added to the roadway in the village." If we go home, we can drive the motorcycle directly into the yard. " After listening to grandma, I was dubious. Will my grandmother's hometown change so quickly?
Last year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, my parents and I went shopping early in the morning and went back to my grandmother's house. Walking on the road, I'm worried. Is my grandmother's hometown still the same as before? However, when we returned to grandma's small village,
I can't help but be surprised at the changes here. The original stone road has disappeared, replaced by a flat cement road, and I rarely see those dirt. We parked our motorcycle in the yard, and I was surprised to find: what happened to grandma's house?
When did you have a color TV? I pressed the TV remote control and found that this TV can also receive satellite TV programs! When I wash my hands with tap water, I know that the days when my grandmother carried water every day are gone forever. I really ...
Happy for grandma. While eating, grandma kept adding my favorite chicken to my bowl. Grandma also said that she just participated in the rural medical insurance in 2009 a few days ago, and she will be more worried about seeing a doctor in the future.
Quiet, I feel sincerely happy.
Grandma came to my house again the other day, and I asked her about the new changes in her family. Grandma said: Now the government is implementing the subsidy policy for home appliances to the countryside. Your second uncle saw that many neighbors have added many homes, and we are going to buy washing machines in a few days. I think grandma's hometown will get better and better with the deepening of reform and opening up.
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Dear teachers and classmates, Hello, Class 6, Maopu Primary School, Feixi County (1)! My hometown is located in the Jianghuai watershed, the rural area in the western suburbs of Hefei, the provincial capital. Talking about the changes in hometown
My home is no worse than yours. As stated in the book Sixty Years of Brilliance-Great Changes in Jianghuai, the changes in our hometown are really great now, and our countryside is no worse than the city in any way. Listen to grandpa, it turns out
Come on, my family lives in a shabby earthen house. It's raining heavily outside, it's raining lightly inside, and more than a dozen people at home are crowded together. At night, the mice run around the house, ignoring people at all, making people restless.
I couldn't sleep all night. Since the reform and opening up, my family has rebuilt a new building, and I was born in this small building. My small building has two floors up and down, and there is a lot of space! One of them is my little world. house
There is no shortage of furniture and electrical appliances in the village, which is not bad at all compared with menstruation's family in the city. Grandma said that it turned out that the clothes worn by their generation were all made of coarse cloth, which was pitiful. Only when the Chinese New Year is over can adults
I will sew a new dress for my children and go to relatives and friends' homes to pay New Year greetings. But now, we have so many clothes that we can't even put them in the cupboard, and they are all famous brands. It costs hundreds of dollars a piece. What brand is good?
What to buy, what to wear and what to wear. Dad always said that the living standards of farmers in his hometown have been greatly improved now. Not only does every household have air conditioners and mobile phones, but some people even use computers and cars. Really?
It's incredible! My neighbor Uncle Li has a Santana, which makes my father very envious. Never mind computers and cars in the countryside before, I'm afraid I've never even seen TV! Road is also a dirt road, whenever it rains.
Turn into a muddy road. Now the cement road has been built. The road is straight and flat, and it is convenient to go out. Yes! If you come to my hometown, you will definitely feel that the city has moved to us! Mom always said, now, most people.
What makes us farmers happy is that we don't have to pay agricultural tax! Farming is not only tax-free, but also state subsidies! Yes! What a lucky thing it is! If people in the past didn't even dare to think about it! . schoolmate
Dear friends, compared with our ancestors, we are so lucky! Now we don't have to pay tuition and fees for school! The country exempts tuition and miscellaneous fees, and every child can sit in a spacious and bright classroom to read and write with me.
Our wisdom has opened the treasure house of knowledge. Now with rural medical insurance, there is no need to worry about seeing a doctor. Planting crops with machinery has got rid of the super physical labor of "facing the loess and facing the sky". These difficulties
Isn't Tao a change? I often think: how proud and honored we are to live in such an era! Of course, the great changes in my hometown, Jianghuai, are not only reflected in agriculture, but also in the rapid development of industry. Technical; About technology
Step by step; Literature and art are colorful ... in short, our motherland has become prosperous and powerful in the past 60 years, and our hometown is also developing rapidly. Students! Now I must study hard! will
When we grow up, we will be like poplars Wherever we are needed, we will take root, become glorious builders and build the motherland more prosperous. Maopu Primary School: Li Yue 20 1 1.4.5.
There is a song "Who doesn't say my hometown is good" that sings very well and sings in everyone's heart. There is no one who doesn't miss the grass and trees in his hometown. My hometown is Fuding, on the west bank of Taiwan Province Strait, at the junction of Fujian and Zhejiang. Here, the geographical position is superior, the scenery is beautiful, the aquatic products are abundant and the climate is mild. It is also my hometown, my proud hometown.
According to adults, Fuding was still an economically backward place 30 years ago, and the people's economic level was extremely low. To put it bluntly, it is not much different from the early days of liberation. Low wooden houses with black tiles everywhere, and some even the whole house.
The child has been skewed, and a pomegranate is leaning against a pomegranate, forming a "landscape". The roads in the city are many, narrow and short. It takes less than 20 minutes to walk from one street to another, not to mention the tall buildings. It really should be proved.
Saying: holding golden eggs is called poverty.
Since the spring breeze of reform spread all over China, we Fuding have made a big fuss about the party's good policies through this spring breeze, invigorating the economy through multiple channels and directions. In just 30 years, the sea has turned into a mulberry field and turned over.
Great changes. You see, now there are many tall buildings and spacious roads criss-crossing. People wear all kinds of clothes, go shopping in the streets and supermarkets, and the roads are full of traffic. You can see all kinds of good cars here.
The beautiful Xijiang River has set up a series of "rainbows" connecting the east and west banks. The banks of the river are covered with green lawns, and the beautiful environment attracts swans to swim in the stream. It can be said that it is not as public as a big city.
What's the difference in the garden? At night, the lights are bright. As long as you are willing to eat and play, you will definitely go out happily and go home with satisfaction.
With the rapid development of economy and the improvement of people's living standards, in 2007, the total length of 14 1. 1 km. Funing Expressway with an investment of more than 6.4 billion yuan was put into operation smoothly. This huge project unites us.
Fuding people's dream for decades has opened a high-speed passage to other places, and people are all ecstatic. The Wenfu Railway, with a construction period of four and a half years, is in full swing. It is expected to open to traffic at the end of this year, and then go to the high-speed bus.
I choose highway and high-speed rail and look forward to this day coming soon.
I have witnessed all the changes in my hometown, and I am extremely proud of my hometown's achievements. Fuding people, cattle! Hometown, cow!
With these two arteries running through the north and south, they add a pair of wings to the construction of their hometown. I firmly believe that Fuding's future will be more brilliant. Take off, Fuding! Take off, my hometown!
Where is the "hometown"?
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There are more cars, the streets are lively and people are rich.
The air in the morning is fresher than that in the afternoon, and it can also penetrate people's spirit thoroughly. Along the street, the ancient running continued, and more or less people boarded the deck of "this day" to prepare for a short voyage. The peace of that day
It also aroused my passion in the past and my carefree and appreciation of the scenery in my hometown. Green leaves are lingering, and trees are really good things to purify people's hearts and cultivate their sentiments. But things are different, and flowers are different, but it also makes
I'm a little sad. ......
I'm still the one who went out to study, but I'm not me at home. With time and heart, I grew up. Hair grows, just as my mind grows; I am as tall as my ideal. However, only
When you are bored, it is a novel, or it may just be a story. Somehow it became a handle and was "caught" by others. "Be careful, look at your son. Maybe he is looking for someone. " Mom knows me, so I don't have to worry.
Some gossip. However, I don't want to say more about finding someone. It's either for some reason or it's useless.
In the eyes of others, I have changed! In my eyes, my hometown has changed!
After playing basketball, he went to his home with his classmates. At this time, the sky is brighter and the sun is stronger. We dragged our tired bodies and slowly made our way to our destination. At first glance, familiar flying; a corpse
Shadow is also familiar with flying. However, my excitement was polished in an instant ―― smooth ―― and I couldn't hold it. I'm surprised that this teacher, who used to be very kind to me, is only a glimpse now. All my feelings are with that.
Take a quick look. The class I liked very much before, the tears I cared about very much (quietly falling in class), and the special message shook like a spring and autumn dream. Now, I seem to have woken up from my dream, and only sad tears are wearing it.
Into the heart, at a loss
When my classmates left, I also "left". People I know don't know me; I don't know anyone, let alone me. In short, alone, no one else, long memories, long sadness, like the autumn wind waning moon, left to the bleak night. Looking for happiness is like going to hell. I'm afraid my hometown will no longer be my hometown, but a temporary residence. If I leave it, I will be driven away.
My hometown has become my hometown in my memory, which is very different from my hometown now.