Metric poetry of great changes in rural areas: a metrical poem praising hometown and the party.

The countryside used to be a place for farming.

In the past, big houses could be built in the countryside.

The rich man became the village head.

The poor are poorer.

The household registration was changed to a city hukou.

The children have all gone to work in the city.

Generations have dreamed of buying a house in the city at sky-high prices.

The countryside has also been demolished.

I never really owned anything.

Thank the party for everything.