Seeking a composition reflecting the development of the motherland with the change of hometown

Changes in hometown "Yuanyuan, why don't you go home and have a look?" Dad asked me again. I am still an old saying: "No, never!" At this time, it reminded me of something I used to do in my hometown: the place where we slept was on a dry thatch, and there were no mosquito nets. Mosquitoes bite insects at night, which keeps me awake all night; There are piles of cow dung in front of the door, which are smelly and dirty. I don't know what my feet will look like when I step on them. The muddy road is full of puddles. If you accidentally step into a puddle, your whole foot will sink in, and finally you can pull it out, but your shoes will stay in the mire ... Dad seems to read my mind and say to me, "My hometown is not what it used to be." I thought to myself: Is this true? So I followed my grandfather back to my hometown by car. Came to my hometown, ah! How beautiful! Is this my vertigo? I rubbed my eyes, didn't I? The original bumpy path has now become a flat asphalt road, with flowers and trees planted on both sides, bees singing, butterflies flying and tall buildings rising. My father and I came to my uncle's house. Wow, my uncle's house has also changed. The walls are painted as white as snow, as if they were made of powder and Daiyu, as if they were wrapped in white. The furniture is also brand-new, engraved with dragon and phoenix patterns. The house is so big that they don't have to cook with a stove anymore. It's all changed into a gas stove, which is convenient and fast ... I feel like I'm in a fairyland on earth. My uncle took me into a room and opened a piece of cloth. Ah, this is exactly what I am familiar with-a computer. My uncle operates the computer skillfully, just like talking about the piano. My sister also has a computer. She is good at playing with computers. The old social concept of son preference is gone forever now. I didn't expect the quality of my hometown people to improve so quickly! After lunch, I took a leisurely walk and saw that those farmers in the distance no longer used old Niu Gengdi, but used various tractors. The sound when plowing seems to praise the changes in my hometown. The people in my hometown have changed, the land has changed, the transportation is convenient, and there are telephones and so on. But what caused these changes? I was puzzled when two women were talking and laughing. One said, "It's better for the government. I don't like boys better than girls. I just found out now that girls are so great! " "My daughter is also ..." I suddenly realized that this is the credit of the government! I think: if we talk about the future, it will definitely get better here! When I was a child, I often heard adults tell me that the world is constantly changing, and everything around you will not remain the same for life. At that time, I didn't quite understand, but I was curious why everything would change, even beyond recognition. It's like a face change in a movie. After a few years, I have been sensible and seem to know a little. Everything is developing, just like time keeps passing. Although the development is fast and slow, it will all become different from before. This is the magic of development, and it is also the driving force for their continuous development. When I grow up, I look at the people and things coming and going around me, and the environment is constantly changing, so to fully understand the importance of development, take Hangzhou as an example. No, I'm afraid I can't talk about the changes in Hangzhou for days and nights. Let's narrow it down a little and talk about Wen 'er Road, which is neither long nor short. My elders told me that about twenty years ago, there were not so many houses there, mostly farmland and cemeteries, which were very desolate. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I can probably imagine the situation at that time. I have lived in that area since I was a child. When I was a primary school student, I often went there because my school was near my home. At that time, although the road was much better than before, it was only an alley at best. When the wind blows, the dust is flying, and the eyes are foggy, but when it rains, it is not much better. If you travel there, you must wash your shoes, because the ground is like a thick layer of mud. For about ten years, Wen Er Road has completely changed. Like a grown-up child, it is showing its charm. Although it is not as good as the listed center, it is also very similar. The shops on the roadside opened, and then they were renovated again and again, and the road widened. Cars come and go on it, extending in all directions. This is not the old Wen 'er Road. It represents the most remarkable change in the new century and represents that Hangzhou is moving towards a higher level. Happiness lies in change. Changes in my hometown My hometown is beautiful, poor and backward. My home is in a ravine hundreds of miles from the city. Before I went to high school, I never walked out of the arms of the mountains. To tell the truth, I have never been very concerned about the development or change of my hometown. I didn't have this kind of consciousness before I went to high school, and I didn't have time to care after I went to high school. Even more than two years ago, I went to college in a foreign country thousands of miles away, and I didn't care. Because the economic development speed of my hometown is too disappointing compared with the cities in the Pearl River Delta, it is sad to mention it. However, to talk about the changes in my hometown, I think it may be a simple and superficial summary: more money makes people "lazy"; The building is high and the water is dirty. It seems that the spring breeze of reform didn't reach our remote mountain village until the late 1980s. Before that, villagers, men, women and children, worked hard to dig in the soil. It's just that our beloved land didn't give us much in return. There is not much other income in the village except farming. Many people are capable and hard-working, but there is no place to show their skills. In the last years of the 1980s, the villagers no longer counted on that land. I heard that there were gold miners in the city outside the mountain, and they went out one after another. Young people, middle-aged, skilled and unskilled all want to go out and pick up some gold. They walked for about a year, and when they came back, although they were not covered with gold and silver, they were always more than those dug out of the soil. So I went out after resting at home for more than ten or twenty days. Most of the people left in the village are old people and children. By the mid-1990s, even teenagers couldn't sit still in the classroom, and many of them got on the train to work in the south. There is less rural labor force, and the land that was hard to reclaim land before is covered with weeds in a few years. In recent years, paddy fields have dried up, farming is too hard, and the family has money. Who wants it? In the past, just a few days after the Spring Festival, there were busy figures in the fields and corners. It seems a shame to go to the fields before the Lantern Festival. Rural women who stay at home will get together to play cards every once in a while during the slack season, which is something they never dared to think about before! Go out to meet the morning dew on a sunny day and go home with starlight. Rainy days come and go in the wind, and there are few rest days all year round. In recent years, buildings in the village have mushroomed from all corners. Three floors and four floors, some of which are beautifully decorated. Even if it's only one floor, it's not a building. After all, it looks much more pleasing to the eye than those mud brick houses. Not to mention the interior decoration, the floor tiles are smooth enough to show the figure, and the gorgeous wallpaper … is simply sticking money on the wall and spreading it on the ground. Even if it is only painted with white lime, it looks much brighter, and it is no longer as dark and depressing as a mud brick house. But what makes people uncomfortable is that the water in the stream is getting dirty. In the past, we couldn't afford tap water, and the water used by the villagers was taken from the stream that passed through the village. The first thing the villagers do when they get up in the morning is to fill their big water tanks with water for a day. When we were young, we often swam in the stream. Sometimes when I am thirsty, I drink water in the stream. Don't talk about cooking in the stream now, just wash the vegetables and bring them back to the home tap water once or twice. Seeing this dirty water in summer, we no longer have the impulse to jump. The sight of fish swimming in the water is out of sight now. There are all kinds of rubbish everywhere in the stream. Some plastic bags have long changed color, but they just won't melt. The villagers are used to dumping all the rubbish into the stream, thinking that the stream will take away what they don't need. Or pile it in the open space in front of the door and light a fire when it is piled up, so that the garbage will go up in smoke when talking and laughing. It can be predicted that the life of villagers will be better and better, money will be more and more, and buildings will be higher and higher. Will people become more and more "lazy"? But will the water get dirty? The laziness of the villagers is unacceptable to the older generation. But it also shows that life is getting better! It is the descendants of hometown who benefit. The water is getting dirtier and dirtier, and even the children in the village have long been used to it. Aren't they also victims? Changes in my hometown My hometown is in Jiujiang. Although it is not as prosperous as new york, it is not as gorgeous and colorful as Venice, a water port, and it is not as simple and elegant as Tokyo. But I love it because I love this land, and I love these hardworking, simple and innovative people. As we all know, Jiujiang has a beautiful Gantang Lake, which is our mother lake. In those years, our mother was not beautiful. She looked so haggard and pale, so worried and helpless! Mud and muddy water, fish and shrimp don't want to regard it as their lovely home, and even wild flowers and weeds with tenacious vitality don't want to take root in her arms. My mother shed tears in the face of this situation, and she confided and shouted to us sadly. That voice once echoed in our ears and hearts for a long time. Today's Gantang Lake, the clear water is so green and transparent under the sunlight! Slight ripples shine with little golden light, like a piece of jade inlaid with many gold nuggets, flashing, making you feel that she is so soft and lovely. On the lake embankment, Chinese parasol trees and willow trees stand upright like heroic soldiers, guarding the land where they were born and our mother lake. Only heard "pa-"a fish jumped out of the water and came back, adding a little vitality to this picturesque scenery. Whenever night falls, the lake dam is brightly lit, like a star falling on the earth. At this moment, my heart is surging. I seem to see my mother's happy face, her affectionate eyes and her extremely excited and excited heart! "Thank you, son. You have changed my life with hard-working hands and sweat, and also changed the lives of more people. " Yes, mom, you are right. Our life is getting better and better now. Computers and telephones have entered the home. Every family has many terms such as cable TV, telephone shopping, online shopping, family medical care, one-way communication, e-commerce and so on. Sitting at home, we can travel around the world. Through the internet, we can see "the pyramids in Egypt, the Eiffel Tower in France, Mount Fuji in Japan and Lenin's mausoleum in Moscow's Red Square." In just a few minutes, I became a carefree little traveler, so romantic and comfortable! Friend, can you say that my hometown is not beautiful? Faced with this situation, I am full of confidence. I must study hard and master the real skills to build my hometown into a pearl on the 9.6 million square kilometers of the motherland for tourists from all over the world to visit!