# My hometown in my eyes #

Wandering for decades, my mind is full of vicissitudes, which makes me forget many memories and grind out a lot of sadness. The only thing I can't forget and give up is the native land where I was born, how many times I was entangled in dreams and how many times I couldn't sleep at night.

My hometown, like a rattan rooted in my heart, always surrounds me, and every beating nerve is involved in homesickness. I have the opportunity to return to my hometown, full of excitement. Looking up, the colorful sunset glow on the horizon reflects the farmers who are carrying hoes to their shoulders at dusk, walking on the ridge of the field, fishing boats landing, fishermen wearing hats lowering their sails and taking stock of the day's harvest. Jumping frogs are playing by the river, and flocks of geese are flying around in line, skimming the river and flying back to their nests. This is the artistic conception given to my hometown by nature.

Many literati can't use flowers to color, but use words to describe the connotation of her natural beauty. This is my hometown-Nangang Village.

In the 1980s, there were few trees and clear water, but no fish. People live in poverty. At that time, the growth team could earn a few cents a day. Because there are many brothers and sisters at home, I didn't graduate from junior high school and was forced to drop out of school to take part in labor. Every night, I look at the stars in the sky and think hard about how to change my destiny. Only study and strengthen yourself.

So, I began to teach myself, imitate the ancients, hang my head and stab my legs, and work hard. Because of his love for literature, he broke into the literary palace, studied hard and practiced hard, with little effect. After winning many awards at or above the provincial level, I am delighted to be a teacher. I hope my first job at the beginning of my life can change my destiny. However, the salary of ten yuan a month is only enough to buy manuscript paper, envelopes and stamps, and life is still poor. Every year from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, I hope to get full salary (60 yuan every month) to buy a new dress. However, at the end of each year, my salary, after deducting withholding, agricultural tax and other funds, has little left.

I am depressed and confused. Looking at the high blue sky and white clouds every day, dreaming of the distance, dreaming of the bustling city, dreaming of flying away and rushing to the outside world. Finally, by taking the opportunity of recruitment, I escaped from the dusty poor village and the smoky woodshed. In the days when I worked hard in the city, I was busy and enriched my life. The fast-paced frequency chased the sun and the moon, forcing her daughter from junior high school to high school and from high school to university. Home has also changed from a bungalow to a building.

Streets are wider, street lights are on, buildings are taller and supermarkets are bigger, which is the result of urban development. Thankfully, gratifying changes have taken place in our small family. The newly renovated building is spacious and bright, with all kinds of high-grade household appliances, microcomputers and notebook computers available, which convey fast network information at any time. Eating and drinking are many times better than before. I always want to cook something delicious for my daughter during the winter and summer vacations, but when I ask her what she wants to eat, she says she has everything in school and can buy anything she wants. What my daughter said made me think deeply. When my daughter was a child, I looked forward to the Spring Festival every year, because only during the Spring Festival could I buy delicious food, new clothes and new shoes. Although better than when I was a child, I am not rich. In an instant, my daughter grew taller than me and her life was better. She can eat the New Year food she wants every day. Chicken, duck and fish are no longer luxuries in the past. Green food is the high quality that people pursue. Three meals a day has changed from the past to the present.

A series of restaurants such as "Zhuangjiayuan Stewed Restaurant", "Farmers' Pot Rice", "Coarse Grains Restaurant" and "Stewed Chicken" are very popular, and farmers' restaurants in some remote places are almost full every day. Every time I think about this, I can't help but think of the thatched cottage, kitchen smoke and vegetable fields in my hometown, as well as the green yard. Isn't that the green people yearn for? Mom, I want to go back to my hometown for my holiday. I want to eat cucumbers and tomatoes in the garden, red begonia and yellow plums on the trees, and I want to eat Xiaoqing pumpkins, potatoes and coconuts grown in our garden most. This is my daughter's unexpected! After more than 30 years of hard work, I have forgotten a lot and abandoned a lot. The only thing I can't let go of is my concern for my relatives in my hometown. Although the poverty there used to disgust me and make me escape, that kind of blood is thicker than water and permeates my blood and breath because it is my root. Miss, with the years, grows in my heart like absinthe.

On the first Sunday of my daughter's summer vacation, we finally got on the train back to my hometown, Hualong County. Looking at the familiar faces and listening to the hearty laughter in the carriage, we felt comfortable and joined the ranks of our hometown involuntarily. At some point, girls and daughters-in-law are talking and laughing compared to having money. The girl said that our silk cotton factory has high salary and good treatment, and there will be dividends at the end of the year! Daughter-in-law replied loudly, our flax factory is no worse than yours. Performance pay, monthly benefit award, big red envelope at the end of the year, buy a cow. Middle-aged women praised our sofa factory. Men, women and children can earn money. As long as you are not idle, dirty or tired, you can earn one or two hundred dollars a day.

Middle-aged men who talk about the change of mountain colors also come in to show off. What you earn is small money. Our micro-fertilizer factory makes millions of profits every year. Most merchants in the country deal in chemical fertilizers produced by our factory. Take it well. As long as farmers cultivate land, they have to use chemical fertilizer. Our village will rush out of the province, go all over China, and even go out of China to the world!

Everyone is talking about it enthusiastically. Although it is exaggerated, what is revealed in their brow is the joy brought by economic prosperity and the pride given by good policies.

Looking out the window at the shining road connecting every village, my heart trembled. When I was a child, the muddy and bumpy loess road stuck in my memory like a rice crust. Hungry and cold, covered in dirt on sunny days, and covered in mud on rainy days make me extremely disgusted.

Sitting on the bus back to my hometown, I looked around. High-rise buildings, factories, workshops and rumbling machinery are scattered, outlining a rural symphony. I can't believe my eyes. Is this the poor village I've always wanted to get rid of?

Around the village, surrounded by green trees, poplars stretch their charming waists, and willows swing their soft lines, as if welcoming wanderers away from home. Rows of neat high-rise buildings stand on the street, straight cement roads extend to the fields, and neat street lamps are surrounded by green trees. Finally, I saw my uncle's house. Two villas stand in the middle, with tall harvesters, trucks and vans lined up outside the garage door, with lush vegetable fields on the left and flowery orchards on the right. Cucumbers and tomatoes in vegetable fields are covered with dew. Grapes, plums and red begonia in the orchard are covered with branches, and coconut trees welcome me home with wide arms. In the fence near the wall, there are colorful chickens, ducks and geese scattered. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really thought it was in a dream. I looked everywhere, trying to find one or two things from the past, even images, but found nothing. In the building, there are high-grade LCD TVs, microcomputers and a full set of new furniture in the living room.

The 78-year-old grandfather is surfing the Internet. I can't help but get a fright. In my memory, my grandfather, who doesn't know many words, can't even recognize my aunt's letter, and now he can surf the Internet. Grandpa came over and relieved my doubts. I can't go to the cultural compound to participate in activities because of my poor legs and feet. Your aunt and uncle specially bought me a computer, taught me to play games and watch movies, and chatted with your aunt in Beijing! Although this thing is small, it is amazing.

Grandpa sighed, and then said, when you were a child, you were too poor to buy a new schoolbag. If you want to eat jiaozi, you have to wait until the Spring Festival. There are ten people in my family, and they only get 2 Jin of soybean oil a year. For a whole year, there was not even a meat star.

You see, now, your uncle has planted dozens of plots of land, not only without paying taxes, but also with state grain subsidies. Your uncle responded to the call and planted double-ridge full-film potatoes, and Murakami alone gave him tens of thousands of dollars. In this small life, I have everything I want, including several trolleys and cars, as well as several telephones and computers. Put it aside, don't talk about the car. We can't even afford bicycles.

Listening to grandpa's happy introduction and watching my uncle's rich days, my surging heart is boiling hot. Holding grandpa's hand, I asked with concern, grandpa, are you in good health? Grandpa said happily, well, don't worry about not eating or drinking.

I used to be afraid of getting sick, and adults and children looked down upon it. Don't be afraid now, the state will reimburse the medical expenses. Last year, I was hospitalized with a bad cold. I stayed for more than 20 days and only spent a few hundred dollars. The new rural cooperative medical system reimbursed me half. An old man my age fell ill, and Murakami gave me a medical allowance. All the medicines I took in a year were given by Murakami for free, without spending my own money.

I hugged my grandfather excitedly. Great! Grandpa really went through a lot of hardships! Grandpa stroked his beard happily and said, well, well, grandpa didn't even dare to think that the country could have such a good policy. I am party member, who is over 70 years old, and I have a salary! This is really a drop in the bucket (people over 60 enjoy state pension subsidies).

Yes, I'm happy to say that grandpa caught up with the good time. Now the national policy of benefiting the people is good, and it also provides a sense of security for the elderly without children.

My aunt pulled me into the yard and said excitedly that the village leaders called on us to dig Cordyceps in the grassland after spring ploughing, which can be dug for 45 days every year. This year, there are four people in our family, and 800 yuan earns more than 40,000 yuan a day. I'm really happy for my aunt. I took local materials and turned herbs into real money. This is my childhood dream and the extravagant hope of my elders.

My aunt also said that there are more than 300 dairy goats in our mountain, and the income from goat milk alone is 10 million. My uncle has opened chain stores of fresh goat milk in many places, and our fresh goat milk is in short supply online!

While I was talking, my little grandson came to make out with me. I took his hand and asked, how old are you? What grade are you in? The child said "twittering" like a little magpie, I am ten years old and in grade four. We also take the school bus for free when we go to school. The books we distribute are free, and our classmates have bonuses (poverty subsidies for poor students). Holding the child's warm little hand, the warmth flooded my whole body and happiness spread in my heart.

More than 30 years, in the long river of life, is only a short moment. However, the great changes in my hometown shocked me and delighted me. If you are wandering in the green ocean of your hometown and looking forward to the dawn, Jiayan Village in Xiaguang University is holding the hope of a harmonious and prosperous life with a brand-new attitude!