An old photo reminds me of our hometown.

Now look at Jane's article Banqiao Square, and see an old photo from the illustration, which is very kind and makes me think. And wrote a comment, which opened the door to my memory.

Memory is a flower, and we agreed that no one would forget it. This wonderful childhood is like a flower, which blows away my heart.

It suddenly occurred to me that the house where I lived as a child was very similar to that in this photo. It is also a square house with red brick walls and red tile roofs. My house is covered with red tiles. At that time, the white porcelain bottle on the post in and out of the wire in Fangshan, my home, was played when I was a child, and the size of the porcelain bottle was similar to that of the No.1 battery in the flashlight barrel.

My family lives in a wing. There are six families in our room. At that time, the family said stop. That old house bears many happy childhood days. Today, it seems to be a beautiful memory.

Then I will recall the people and things I remember at home. There are seven people in our family, and the house area is only17.4m2. The storage yard and coal shed are not included in this area. A kang, a pair of purple boxes at home, a wicker bag (similar to today's suitcase) and chopped ones are all placed on the kang, and seven people in the family sleep on a kang in a row. My parents sleep on the kang, then my sister and I sleep under the same bed, my two brothers sleep under the same bed, and my brother sleeps on the kang next to the window, one after another. The quilt is a twist quilt, home textile cloth with blue background and white flowers, and several beds of red flowers. When sleeping in cold winter, put the cotton-padded jacket under your chin on the quilt. Cotton trousers are under your feet. When I get up in the morning, the adults fold the quilts and the beds are neatly stacked together. The pillow falls on one end of the quilt and finally covers the green and white thread blanket woven by cotton thread.

On the ground, there is a heating stove in the house in winter. The stove is cast iron, and there are plates and rings on the stove. Firewood and coal are used for heating in winter. There was no heating at that time. It is convenient to keep warm and sleep at night. Press the stove. In the morning, adults use the furnace hook to penetrate the ash on the grate under the furnace, and then add some coal or coal blank to rekindle it. The furnace tube extends from the glass window to the outside. In winter, my mother or brother and sister bake tortillas with wire curtains and try potatoes on the stove. The brown one is delicious. There were really no snacks to eat at that time. It is best to fry soybeans and popcorn. Someone fried white noodles to make fried noodles. My family also has a sewing machine Chang 'e brand. My mother used this sewing machine to make clothes for the whole family and beat people.

There is a big wooden box on the ground, and it is apricot yellow paint on the current packing picture. There is a mirror hanging on the wall above the box. Above the box, there are tooth jars, wooden combs and grates. I often climb on the box and look in the mirror.

In the house, there is a cupboard, a water tank, a pot table, a big white pot, a small black pot and a wooden lid. You have to go out to the well to get the water from home.

My yard is a wooden door. When I was a child, we often opened the door, put a hemp rope on the big door frame, which was a big circle, put a bigger bench on the rope, sat on the bench and began to swing all afternoon. When it snows in the yard in winter, put it in a big basket and pull it to the open space with a rope to dump it. Sometimes you can make a snowman in the yard. The yard is always clean and straight, and mom and dad are also famous for their love of cleanliness. In summer, I wash clothes, eat in the yard and sit on a small bench to enjoy the cool. The family is very happy. At that time, every household was not rich, but the gap between the rich and the poor was not big. Eat more coarse grains, winter cabbage, radish and potatoes. This is my home in the sixties and seventies.

I didn't have toys when I was a child. Materials are scarce, just eat and wear warm clothes. I am really grateful to my parents for giving me life and raising us through diligence and thrift.

Nowadays, earth-shaking changes have taken place since the country's reform and opening up. The people's living standards have improved and they have lived a happy life, which is unimaginable under any circumstances. I am really lucky to live in this era, and I love our world-famous country.

It is not easy for parents to look back at old photos. Although life is hard, they still miss the past life. Thanks to this old photo, it reminds me of the happy time when I was a child.