Another drink?
Occasionally a unique poem:? Go back to your long-lost hometown. The mountains are still so green The water is still so clear. ? The mountains and flowers here are full of competition. The birds are ringing here. Buildings crisscross here. The orchards here are adjacent. ? Standing on this home far from pollution, I really understand. The root of the eternal charm of hometown. ? Go back to your hometown where chickens and dogs hear about each other. People are still so simple. The words are still so kind. ? Every family here has built a "small building". Every household here lights up the "Night Pearl". Tuntun Panshan Highway meets here. The tap water from Zhai Zhai rushes this way. ? Standing on this wonderland, I really understand. What is wealth? ? This is a poem written by a poet describing his hometown. After reading it, the picture of my hometown flooded into my mind. On Saturday morning, I took my daughter-in-law and children back to visit my elderly parents. My hometown is only two and a half hours' drive from the city where I work. I drove my Touran X all the way.
In recent years, the roads in the suburbs have also been well repaired, almost all of them are asphalt roads.
A crop
Moss, it's a little beautiful.
My parents are old and no longer grow rice. This is my family's field, and now it is transferred to my neighbors to grow rice, and a certain amount of food is given as "rent" every year.
This is a vegetable grown by my parents.
Neighbors? rich person
My yard
stone bench
Neighbor's rabbit
goose
The puppy is very happy.
Daughter-in-law and mother cooked a table of dishes.
Pat our car.
When you left the next day. Mother prepared food. This is dried bean curd.
kidney bean
cucumber
green pepper
Young corn.
Although I can only stay home for one day and one night, it is very warm to have a meal with my parents. Home is where parents are.