In recent years, the people of Zhucheng, my hometown, under the leadership of the Municipal Party Committee and the Municipal Government, have developed the local economy and built a beautiful home, with wide roads, orderly traffic, prosperous factories and beautiful scenery. They have become a dazzling pearl embedded in the land of southeast Shandong, a dragon with soaring economy and a model of reform and opening up, attracting countless people from all over the country to visit, visit, study, and study.
Some people say that "Zhucheng has many talents". Zhucheng has always been a place of talented people, a big cultural city and a dry dock. A large number of literati such as Su Dongpo, Liu Yong, Cang Kejia and Tao Song not only improved the popularity of Zhucheng, but also left a lot of valuable cultural heritage for Zhucheng, which may be the reason why I like poetry. Foreign trade, Futian, Delis and the groom? Opening angle attached [6] to reduce the burden? Invade Qiang? Are you stupid?
I am thousands of miles away from home, but my heart is closely connected with my hometown. Zhucheng's cultural and economic status in China makes us proud. The great achievements made by various industries in my hometown are the pride of every traveler.
/kloc-joined the army after graduating from high school at the age of 0/9. With a good cultural background and unremitting efforts, I have grown from an ordinary rural youth to a colonel officer and achieved certain results. Finally did not live up to the expectations of fellow villagers. For 30 years, I have been thinking about raising my hometown and fellow villagers with practical actions.
Because of the particularity of the army, I have no more ways to repay my hometown, so I have to use my poetic expertise to publicize my hometown. In the past few years, I have published many poems in different newspapers and periodicals to publicize and praise my hometown. For example, I published Zhucheng Fu in the Grand Ceremony of Contemporary Poets in China (Volume V):
What is Zhucheng Yuan? The unearthed keel was named after it.
Su Shiqian rode to Pinggang, and Liu Yong was the emperor of Beijing for three generations.
The beautiful mausoleum is beautiful. I saw dinosaurs in the dinosaur park.
The balcony is stacked with water, and the sun is shining. Lu Dongming's pearls are dazzling and dazzling.
2. Poetic nostalgia of hometown changes
What remains unchanged for 60 years is a faint homesickness, and what I have been obsessed with for many years is the desire to go home.
Come back, with the wanderer's desire to go home.
When I went back, I took away the yearning loess and homesickness that belonged to my mother.
Miss, from the miss rooted in this land, from the inner desire.
Love, beyond the nation, across the river, love, that piece of loess, a homesickness.
Some people say that this is an unchanging idea. Unexplained sadness
Some people say that it is a constant feeling, and the expectation has returned to my heart.
Homesickness is rain, homesickness is sorrow, missing comes from hometown, missing comes from homesickness.
Only when you love deeply can you understand that missing is a knife, but even a sharp knife can cut your homesickness.
People who leave home deeply miss their homeland and their feelings, and all their thoughts come from their hearts.
Wanderers always have yearning for their homeland and faint homesickness.
3. I left home in a hurry, but my local accent has not changed, but my sideburns have declined.
We didn't know each other when we met. Where are the visitors? Japanese experts are thirsty for tea, knocking at the door and asking wild families-Lu Youci came to his hometown, ah! How beautiful! Is this my vertigo? I rubbed my eyes, didn't I? The original bumpy path has now become a flat asphalt road, with flowers and trees planted on both sides, bees singing, butterflies flying and tall buildings rising. My father and I came to my uncle's house. Wow, my uncle's house has also changed. The walls were painted as white as snow, as if they were made of powder Daiyu, as if my hometown was wrapped in white.
Yuanyuan, why don't you go home and have a look? Dad asked me again. I am still an old saying: "No, never!" At this time, it reminded me of something I used to do in my hometown: the place where we slept was on a dry thatch, and there were no mosquito nets. Mosquitoes bite insects at night, which keeps me awake all night; There are piles of cow dung in front of the door, which are smelly and dirty. I don't know what my feet will look like when I step on them. The muddy road is full of puddles. If you accidentally step into a puddle, your whole foot will sink in, and finally you can pull it out, but your shoes will stay in the mire ... Dad seems to read my mind and say to me, "My hometown is not what it used to be." I thought to myself: Is this true? So I followed my grandfather back to my hometown by car.
Came to my hometown, ah! How beautiful! Is this my vertigo? I rubbed my eyes, didn't I? The original bumpy path has now become a flat asphalt road, with flowers and trees planted on both sides, bees singing, butterflies flying and tall buildings rising. My father and I came to my uncle's house. Wow, my uncle's house has also changed. The walls are painted as white as snow, as if they were made of powder and Daiyu, as if they were wrapped in white. The furniture is also brand-new, engraved with dragon and phoenix patterns. The house is so big that they don't have to cook with a stove anymore. It's all changed into a gas stove, which is convenient and fast ... I feel like I'm in a fairyland on earth. My uncle took me into a room and opened a piece of cloth. Ah, this is exactly what I am familiar with-a computer. My uncle operates the computer skillfully, just like talking about the piano. My sister also has a computer. She is good at playing with computers. The old social concept of son preference is gone forever now. I didn't expect the quality of my hometown people to improve so quickly! After lunch, I took a leisurely walk and saw that those farmers in the distance no longer used old Niu Gengdi, but used various tractors. The sound when plowing seems to praise the changes in my hometown.
The people in my hometown have changed, the land has changed, the transportation is convenient, and there are telephones and so on. But what caused these changes? I was puzzled when two women were talking and laughing. One said, "It's better for the government. I don't like boys better than girls. I just found out now that girls are so great! " "My daughter is also ..." I suddenly realized that this is the credit of the government! I think: if we talk about the future, it will definitely get better here!
Yuanyuan, why don't you go home and have a look? Dad asked me again. I am still an old saying: "No, never!" At this time, it reminded me of something I used to do in my hometown: the place where we slept was on a dry thatch, and there were no mosquito nets. Mosquitoes bite insects at night, which keeps me awake all night; There are piles of cow dung in front of the door, which are smelly and dirty. I don't know what my feet will look like when I step on them. The muddy road is full of puddles. If you accidentally step into a puddle, your whole foot will sink in, and finally you can pull it out, but your shoes will stay in the mire ... Dad seems to read my mind and say to me, "My hometown is not what it used to be." I thought to myself: Is this true? So I followed my grandfather back to my hometown by car.
Came to my hometown, ah! How beautiful! Is this my vertigo? I rubbed my eyes, didn't I? The original bumpy path has now become a flat asphalt road, with flowers and trees planted on both sides, bees singing, butterflies flying and tall buildings rising. My father and I came to my uncle's house. Wow, my uncle's house has also changed. The walls are painted as white as snow, as if they were made of powder and Daiyu, as if they were wrapped in white. The furniture is also brand-new, engraved with dragon and phoenix patterns. The house is so big that they don't have to cook with a stove anymore. It's all changed into a gas stove, which is convenient and fast ... I feel like I'm in a fairyland on earth. My uncle took me into a room and opened a piece of cloth. Ah, this is exactly what I am familiar with-a computer. My uncle operates the computer skillfully, just like talking about the piano. My sister also has a computer. She is good at playing with computers. The old social concept of son preference is gone forever now. I didn't expect the quality of my hometown people to improve so quickly! After lunch, I took a leisurely walk and saw that those farmers in the distance no longer used old Niu Gengdi, but used various tractors. The sound when plowing seems to praise the changes in my hometown.
The people in my hometown have changed, the land has changed, the transportation is convenient, and there are telephones and so on. But what caused these changes? I was puzzled when two women were talking and laughing. One said, "It's better for the government. I don't like boys better than girls. I just found out now that girls are so great! " "My daughter is also ..." I suddenly realized that this is the credit of the government! I think: if we talk about the future, it will definitely get better here!
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When I left home when I was young, my local accent remained unchanged, but my sideburns had declined. When I met you, I didn't know each other. Where are the visitors? Wise men thirst for tea, knocking at the door and asking wild family-Lu You's words.
4. What poems describe the great changes in my hometown? 1. I have been away from my hometown for many years, and my personnel have been exhausted by half recently. Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past. -From the Tang Dynasty: He's "Two Hometown Couplets"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: I have been away from my hometown for a long time, and after returning home, I feel that the personnel changes in my hometown are really too great. Only the clear water of Jinghu Lake in front of the door ripples in circles under the spring breeze, just like it did more than 50 years ago.
2. Who lives in Wuyi Lane? In retrospect, it is memorable to thank your family. -From the Tang Dynasty: Sun Yuanzhang's Song Dynasty. Wuyi lane
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Wuyi Lane, where Wang, Xie and other big families still live, but I don't know who lives there. Looking back at history, I think of Xie's family.
3, Jiangnan Jiangbei hometown, a dream for 30 years. Nowadays, Wuyuan Palace is neglected, and Guangling Taidian is desolate. -From the Five Dynasties: Li Yu's "Looking at Shicheng across the Zhongjiang River and Crying"
Interpretation of vernacular: Jiangnan Jiangbei is my hometown. Thirty years has been like a dream, but now it has become deserted, and Guangling Terrace has become extremely deserted.
4, things are different, heartbroken, dreaming of entering Zhoufang Road. -From Song Dynasty: Cai Shen's Operator
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: When we return to the original place, we are not what we used to be. People are not the people we know, so it is inevitable that we will feel sad in our hearts. In retrospect, it is like having a beautiful dream.
5, the hometown has been exhausted, and the distance is also neat. -From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Homelessness
Explain in vernacular Chinese: Now that my hometown is gone, it doesn't matter how far away I am.
5. Poetic hometown describes the changes of hometown.
childhood
Hometown is a movie.
Wonderful fairy tale
Read in obscurity
Have a vague worry
How many dawns greet the rising sun?
Looking forward to the sun to protect the branches and buds.
How many sunsets are sent at dusk?
Invite the evening wind to gently blow this mountain corner.
grow up
Hometown is a movie.
Beautiful landscape painting
Folding up is the bag of life.
It is a story of civilization.
I used to splash ink in my dreams.
Describe the rosy clouds in the mountains.
Travel freely.
Draw a rich and beautiful flower, a ditch and a fork.
at present
Hometown is a cup.
Chun Xiang de Ming cha
A desire to satisfy a desire.
Relieve the fatigue of long journey
blossom and fall of flowers
The face of a naked child
More radiant.
The years are getting older, and the pure tea smells.
Accompany the ends of the earth
6. Who has a modern poem related to "I like to see the new changes in my hometown"? Why do I often cry? Because I love this land deeply ... "This land is where we were born and grew up. It has many great things and beautiful scenery. I grew up drinking water from my hometown and eating vegetables from my hometown. Every grass, flower, stone, brick and tile in my hometown makes me feel very kind. Looking back, my heart suddenly surged, and my thoughts unconsciously led me to "want to see the new changes in my hometown."
10 Over the years, in the cry of "developing barren hills and getting rich through hard work" and in the pursuit of "transforming nature and living a happy life", the mountains in my hometown seem to have changed from barren hills to lush green overnight. These orchards add some color and confidence to the mountains. In the harvest season, the orchard is full of vitality.
However, the price of citrus has been falling for more than a year. The mountains that have worked so hard no longer contain the joy of harvest, but have become a heart disease for the villagers. Lawn, bridgehead, foothills, ravines ... Looking around, abandoned fruits are full of potholes. Why is this? The leader pondered that the villagers were sad and even the children were worried. Finally, everyone found a unified answer, that is: this road is still this road-a bumpy loess road built more than 30 years ago. When it rains, the road is full of puddles and mud, which makes it extremely difficult for people to walk. On this road, on a sunny day, the thick dust on the road is flying all over the sky with the car, which makes people invisible. The life of "muddy in rainy days and gloomy in sunny days" makes people complain! Coupled with the steep mountain road, car accidents often occur, so going to the "hometown of citrus" is naturally regarded as a fear of the road by drivers and bosses, which invisibly sets up many checkpoints for the sale of citrus land.
Since then, the voice of "building roads before getting rich" has once again strongly occupied the hearts of hometown people. Just as we were expecting the next "timely rain", the wave of "building a new socialist countryside" swept across the country. In just a few months, a 17 km long asphalt road came into view. When we are amazed, we will ask, "Is this just a driveway?" Don't! Now, what is displayed in front of the world is another beautiful picture: the wide and flat road runs through the fields and surrounds the mountains, stretching its graceful posture like a beautiful girl, and people will smile when they see her. Therefore, this is a well-off road.
We are no longer worried about sales. Because of this road, there is hope in my hometown. The road is good, and the days of farmers are more festive.
Looking at home, change is around. Village roads used to be dusty, but now they are wide and bright; In the past, communication went over mountains and mountains, but now the phone is connected to 10 thousand; In the past, the tile house often leaked rain, but now the new house is much warmer; There used to be a big horn in the village, but now home appliances are diversified.
Look at your hometown and talk about development. Compared with the past and present, the vicissitudes of life have changed greatly. Society seeks harmony, hometown is developing, farmers are richer, and we in Phoenix Paddy Field are still working hard-to achieve higher ideals!
7. A good poem about the change of hometown Part I: Hometown Author: Plum Blossoms Listening to Snow Once upon a time, my hometown was the sadness in my mother's eyes, the frown of my father's locked eyes, and the hunger of children's food. My hometown was a dilapidated and barren land that bred bitterness under the eaves. The leaky roof in summer and rainy season patters like pebbles on the wet house in my mother's heart, full of moldy sighs, and the cold wind howling in winter. How do our doors and windows resist the cold? The howling north wind whipped his father's old back like a whip. Time flies. Life has bent my father's body. Hometown, struggling to breathe in poverty, who will save you? The spring breeze of reform has greened the land of China, and now my hometown is full of vitality. Happiness flowing in mother's wrinkles is joy and drunkenness in father's brow. Look at the carved beams and painted columns when I was a child. The red brick tile house is full of warmth and sweetness. The straight asphalt road extends to the village, to the future and to prosperity. Flowers are in full bloom in the street park, butterflies are playing, smiling faces are filled with joy and comfort, and the fruit-laden picking garden is full of laughter. People sow hope, reap happiness, taste sweetness and listen to strings of sweet notes dancing in the jungle. Crossing the river lingering in the corner of my hometown, my hometown falls on the field of hope Part II: Bridge in my hometown Author: The river in front of Liu Yaer is still green and clear. Under the sunshine, the spring waves are rippling, and the slightly cold wind is blowing head-on, reflecting the graceful veils dancing with weeping willows by the familiar bridge. Occasionally, a few cheerful birds pass through the willows, leaving waves of playful and cheerful birdsong. The elegant big white goose already exists. I can't see the steep spring cold, and I can't wait to jump into the clear water to tease my beautiful image. I wandered by the bridge in my hometown, and my childhood dreams flashed before my eyes. I used to play here, and the splashing water rendered a colorful childhood in the sun. I swam across the bridge from the water to the melon garden in the neighboring village. At the exciting moment when my stomach was full, I did not forget to draw moustaches for my sleeping uncle and beloved girl. On the bridge, sweet words drunk the fish under the bridge. It stopped there and forgot to wag its head and tail. Now I am standing on the small bridge in my hometown. I am already a reflection in the water. How many good memories have the long years taken away? The old man is willing to spend the rest of his life by the bridge in his hometown and enjoy the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Happiness in the Afterglow of the Sunset Part III: Rivers in my hometown: Rivers in my hometown are early. It dried up, but it was really stored in my memory. Winding like white jade. Very clear. It is like a stone at the bottom of a smooth river. It has different shapes such as round, pointed and flat. Red, yellow, blue and green are beautiful. Children often wear open-backed pants to pick up stones in the river and lay beautiful pictures. Where there is a gap, the river often washes the pond. Some naughty children often come to swim and play, splashing like water. Beautiful girls often come to the river to wash clothes, and the fast-paced sound of washing clothes and silvery laughter echoed in the fields. Occasionally, I can see the cattle and sheep in the village coming to the river to drink sweet spring water. I don't know how many livestock have been raised and how much irrigation has been done. Come to the river at night to listen to the croak of frogs and the rushing sound of running water. That's a beautiful country nocturne. Why on earth do you want to run a beautiful river? Missing Article 4: Hometown Architecture Author: Hometown eagles soar, and Hometown buildings are mushrooming and growing in rows. Under the blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters are like pearl jadeite. The architecture in my hometown is a poem written by my fellow villagers. My lifelong dream has been cast into a solid foundation to support the backbone of the house. The building in my hometown has a face of a country girl, because your beauty has attracted the envy of the whole city. There are modern factories around you, and the buildings in your hometown declare the prosperity and strength of the new countryside. Modern civilization has entered ordinary families, and every family lives in a dream paradise. Children are singing cheerful songs, happy songs, echoing in the countryside. Chapter 5: Hometown that I can't go back to. Author: Slogan, poor scholar, long-distance hard work, tears in eyes, hometown in festivals, this is an extremely cheerful secular feast, and aunts flatter them. Claiming official positions, big and small, the villagers are talking about the bosses' money very much, pointing fingers and saying that cars and luxury houses are luxurious. I stood at the entrance of the village, afraid to recognize my childhood friends. They are not good at asking me my name, and I am not good at asking them their name. Villagers also have small buildings, milk and pure water. Don't be modest. Villagers who want to be on the genealogy are happy to ask what your official position is. How much is your house and car? Are you going home to build a house? I am dragging some small change in my pocket.