Hometown change

"Xiao Min, go home and see if it is good?" Dad discussed with me again. And I still said the phrase "No, never." Because my hometown has always been a bad memory in my mind: the village of my home is dirty and broken, the people in the village are very poor, the family is transporting things, mostly people back. The shoulder-shouldered carriage pulled, rarely found the shadow of "modernization"; in the summer, there was no mosquito net, and the mosquito bites at night, which made me sleep until two or three in the evening every day; there was a pile of cow dung on the open space in front of the door, and Stinky and dirty, flies fly around, eating a meal will make you appetite; the loess road to the village is bumpy, especially on a rainy day, the road is muddy, there is a quagmire everywhere, in that place is not a person riding a bicycle, people riding a car But the car "riding" people, people cart; feet will sink into the inside, finally pulled out, but the shoes will "lie" in the mud pool ... in addition to more green, look again Not the words of the hometown. I think this is one hundred and I don't want to go back. At this time, Dad took me and said, "Prostitute, go, go back, now my family is much better." I said again and again, and I reluctantly got into the car and went home.
A building is neatly arranged; through the green leaves in front, the straight branches, seeing red, green, blue, yellow, gathered together, neon lights are like a cluster of flowers radiating brilliant brilliance; The flower beds are next to each other on the sides of the road. There are beautiful flowers in the flower beds and green grasses. The passers-by, the busy streets, and the locomotives... let me be in a big city. I am still thinking about it. Appreciate the land, "Come, come." With my father's advice, I looked for my memories of my hometown in the city's scenery. Everything in front of me is so strange, how can this be my hometown? I tried hard to remember and recall everything in my hometown. At this moment, a person came out from the country house by the roadside, pulled me and went inside. I struggled to say "I don't know you," and the dad standing by, said, "Let's take a closer look." Yes, I saw him wearing a suit and a tie. In the past, he was just a cloth shoes. For my behavior, I had to laugh and then I went back to enjoy my home. It is a modern country house with white walls and blue bases. It is elegant and dignified and exudes an active atmosphere from the inside out. Entering the indoor white, the blue-flowered floor is eye-catching, the princess-style room lamp is infinitely noble, the LCD TV is hung on the wall, and the three computers are distributed everywhere, and, and, want.
After lunch, I went to the field alone, thinking: Now many hometown people should cultivate the land in the field! But the fact is that people are enjoying the coolness of the trees under the trees, and a fully automatic machine is replacing people's labor. Everyone is listening to the sound of the machine and seems to be listening to the single music that praises the change of hometown.
I continued to walk, unconsciously under a big tree. Under the tree, two women are pulling home, listening carefully, a woman is saying; "The government is good, let me not be patriarchal, let me find that girls are so great!..." "My daughter It is also..." Suddenly, I suddenly realized: This is the credit of the government! Let the hometown take off, so that the quality of the hometown people will move forward a lot, so that the living standards of everyone in the hometown will be greatly improved.
I love my hometown! I love my motherland more! I am very happy with the changes in my hometown, and I am happy for my motherland, because the change in my hometown is the epitome of the changes in my motherland.