I've always wanted to write about my hometown. Write about people and things in your hometown. Unfortunately, my poor writing is always not good, which makes me very dissatisfied. If you are not satisfied, you are not satisfied, always have to write.
Hometown is the place where you were born, raised and lived for a long time. Although she is so small, so unbudget, and now it can be said that she is a little lonely and lonely, but I do not have the slightest dislike, still love her. I have seen people who are very disgusted with their hometown. I feel that my hometown is backward, and I think it is very incredible. Every time I come back here, I feel very kind, she is so familiar, and the heart is at peace here. Bustling metropolis, bustling traffic, high-rise buildings, shopping malls are colorful, but always feel that there is no hometown kindness.
Her hometown is Mengyuan Town, a small town located at the foot of Mount Hua. Because there is a station of Xi'an Railway Bureau, it was originally called Mengyuan Station, and later renamed Huashan Station. Because our fathers came here to work, we came later.
The children of our railway workers attend school here. In the spring season when a hundred flowers are in full bloom, the school usually organizes students to go on a spring trip. Everyone was happy at that time. The teachers of each class organized and the students waved the team flag. Carrying the cooker and ingredients on his back, he set out for Duyu, set off for the field, set off for the creek, and set out for nature. Along the way, there are brilliant yellow canola flowers, green wheat seedlings, and unknown yellow and red wildflowers, and my favorite is a purple one called Maran. Ma LanHua, Ma Lan Flower wind and rain are not afraid, hard-working people are talking, please you on the blossom.
May is the season of pomegranate flowers, there are two pomegranate trees on campus, the flowers are in full bloom, a teacher surnamed Fan in the school is a Young Pioneer counselor who took a photo for me under the pomegranate tree, and the fiery red pomegranate flowers reflected my young and young face. At the end of May, it was also a busy day for the female students in the class, and the female students in the class were preparing a dance program for June 1st, and I still remember the dancers and the melody of the accompanying dance songs. Under the fence in the garden I planted a small red flower, the spring sun as a headnote, the spring rain rustling. The June 1st classes will perform at the Workers' Club. Various game programs are also held on campus. There are fishing, blowing candles, sticking noses, skipping rope competitions, playing checkers, etc., as well as various prizes. The prizes are very beautiful, and I often say to my son: Our childhood was much happier than you are now. Looking at the prizes that you have now given you by a school of three good students, when you take them home, I think that the current school is really a door for you, shabby, although the material life of our time is not as good as your current, but the prizes issued to us by the school are definitely much better than yours. When I graduated from elementary school, the school organized a summer camp. It is the three good students of each class who go to Xi'an for a week of tourism. At that time, He Jing, a classmate of our class, came to my house to find me and said that in addition to the two of us, there was also a female classmate surnamed Zhang who was also on the list of going to the summer camp, but the female classmate's family conditions were a little difficult, and I wanted me to go with her to ask if the female classmate was going, if she went, it seemed that she would have to pay 10 yuan and 10 pounds of national food stamps like the school. I remember it was very hot, it was going to be summer vacation, we walked a long way, and now it doesn't seem to be very far, when it was small, I felt that the road was very far. To the west gate of the station. At that time, I didn't understand what kind of unit the female classmate's father was, our family conditions were average, but I felt that the female classmate's family was worse than ours, and although we were young at that time, we could also see that her family was very poor. We explained our intentions to her, and the female classmate, Zhang Jing, told us directly that she would not go. Maybe knowing that the family couldn't afford the expenses, she was sensible. Although she only attended one semester of classes with us, she studied very hard, and we were very sad that she could not go to the summer camp in Xi'an with us, but we were also children and could not help her. The summer camp was very happy, stayed in Xi'an's Tiewu Middle School, toured the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, the Eighth Route Army Office. Xi'an Zoo, Xingqing Park and other places. I also watched Chen Peisi's movie Xizhao Street, and when I went home, the teacher of the school also sent each of us a few large jam breads, saying that he would take it home for parents to taste. When the school started again, Zhang Jing disappeared and disappeared, and I didn't know where she went or what happened after that, which was always a mystery to me. Since then, it has been scattered in the ends of the world. I hope she's doing well and being happy. Childhood is happy, we can only be happy because we do not have to carry the burden of life, do not have to worry about chai rice oil salt sauce vinegar tea, by our parents for us to carry the weight forward. So when they are old, we must also cover the last storm of life for them.
