"The hometown of revolution is Yiyang, Jiangxi. The mountain city is like no other in the world. Wuyi in the south is full of jade in the north. Articles are everywhere." This is Grandpa Shao Shiping's praise of his hometown, and Yiyang in this poem is my hometown. She is a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, simple and elegant, with green mountains and green hills. The Xinjiang River flowing around the city slowly flows eastward, and the bamboo rafts and boats on the blue waves give people endless reverie.
An ancient poem says: "The bridge is horizontal and the ditch is sloping, and the ash stones are dotted with the clouds on the north bank. Sun Quan of the Eastern Han Dynasty established great achievements, and Ge Yang built the county government." It tells the story of the wind and frost that the small town has experienced for thousands of years. My mother told me that this is a land with profound cultural heritage and profound meaning. The long history has created the unique and world-famous Yiyang dialect, the picturesque scenic spots, the rippling Xinjiang River, and the vicissitudes of the mountains and hills, leaving behind Zhu Xi's ink marks, Xie Fangde's famous poems, and Wang Anshi's Footprints. It is also a land with a glorious revolutionary tradition, bearing the shining footprints of revolutionary forefathers Fang Zhimin and Shao Shiping. I looked at my mother who was talking so eloquently, and there was a touching look on her face. I could clearly read a deep sense of pride, and my little heart was also happy, moved, and this piece of scenery. The land is also close to each other.
Since then, every time I have a holiday, I like to pester my mother to go for a walk. In fact, my mother took me to many places, admiring the beautiful mountains and rivers, and stopping in bustling cities. But for some reason, when I set foot on the land of my hometown, I always had an indescribable feeling in my heart. I asked why, My mother stroked my head with her hand and told me that because this is my hometown, the place where I was born and raised, there is a unique style among the mountains and rivers. I knew that I really fell in love with this land. From then on, I followed my mother to travel all over the mountains and rivers of my hometown, wandering in it and being intoxicated with it. It turned out that beauty was all around me.
Look, on the Guifeng Mountains, there is no mountain without turtles, and no stone without turtles. The cute stone turtles are crawling around every corner of Bishuidan Mountain. Walking into the Nanyan Grottoes feels like walking into a sacred place, into a mysterious and noble realm where religion and beautiful flames blend together. The "Little Qiandao Lake" Fangtuan Reservoir, the siphoning wonder of the tidewater rock, the "water maze" Longmen Lake, and the 72 scenes of the Yijiang River where "boats are sailing on the Yijiang River and people are swimming in the paintings" are breathtaking. Every time our eyes greedily chase the grass, the flowers, the water, the birds, the clear sweet spring gurgling by, looking into the wind, the green mountains are green and quiet, the mountain breeze blows in our faces, and the air is filled with trees and flowers. The smell of green grass is faint, but refreshing. Listening carefully, the wind blows through the forest trees, rustling, and the streams overlap and flow into the distance. I am always happy and forget to return. I have fallen deeply in love with this magical land. I smiled and said to my mother: "There must be a dream of mountains hidden in the water. My hometown is really a dreamlike world." My mother looked at me with a smile: "My child, the beauty of my hometown lies in its constant changes. You have to feel it with your heart.”
The new era has injected vigorous vitality into the thousand-year-old town. Every morning, the rising sun shines on the earth, and the breeze and the rising sun spread the thin layer. The veil is lifted, and the charm of the small town is revealed before our eyes. The Xinjiang River passes through the city, and the Xinjiang Bridge on the river is like a link, closely connecting the two sides. With wide streets, tall buildings, and shuttle vehicles, this place has become a city full of modernity. The newly built Northeastern Jiangxi Trade Plaza, Yiyang Conch Cement Factory, characteristic agricultural processing, and tourism economy... I appreciate the people in my hometown. The fighting spirit of advancing with the times.
Surrounded by mountains, I experienced the miraculous craftsmanship of nature. In the vast fields, I witnessed the vitality of new rural construction. In the noisy streets, I listened to the beating pulse of the small town. Whether in the city or in the countryside, whether it is early morning or dusk, I feel the prosperity and well-being of my hometown, as well as the vitality and vitality of this land.
I finally understand the meaning of the sentence "The beauty of my hometown lies in its constant changes". Yes, the ancient town plays the melody of the times. She is longing for it and looking forward to it...
Standing on the banks of the Xinjiang River, the river is long, the green mountains are towering, Yiyang - my lovely hometown, with its abundant natural treasures, beautiful mountains and rivers, and articles everywhere. It can be said that there are strange mountains and rocks, strange rivers and scenery, and her beautiful face has already Deeply embedded in our hearts, she is like a clear and distant flute, echoing in our hearts forever!