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I am a girl who grew up in a small village at the foot of the Qinling Mountains called Xiaowei. My parents were both farmers, and the family had a small rice field that barely made ends meet. The people in the village are very simple, and the relationship between them is close and warm. Almost all of our villagers here know each other, and every festival, everyone gets together to exchange with each other about the bits and pieces of life.
My family lives on the edge of the village, right in front of a dense osmanthus forest. Every autumn, the osmanthus flowers bloom densely and fragrantly. It was my favorite season, whenever the moonlight sprinkled on the osmanthus forest, a faint silver glow, I would sneak out of the house quietly, hide under the osmanthus tree, bathe in the fragrance, and feel the gift of nature.
I have a younger sister named Xiaomei, who is two years younger than me. She is a lively and lovely girl who always follows me by my side. I like to treat her as my little baby, often telling her fairy tales, teaching her to read, and playing with her.
The rice fields near our home have always been my father's brainchild. Every morning, my father would carry a hoe and farm tools and go to the fields to start the day's hard work. My sister and I would also help my mother with what we could, such as watering the rice fields and weeding.
But just one early morning last year, a heavy rain struck our village. Heavy rains have submerged the entire village and devastated our family's rice fields. Rice was washed down and crops were almost completely scrapped. Facing the tragic situation in the field, my father's heart was like a knife, and his hard work was in vain.
The people of the village came to comfort him, but the father did not say a word, silently repairing the dam that had been washed away by the rain. Mom was busy on the sidelines, cooking some coarse tea and light meals, trying her best to keep the family's life going. And Xiaomei and I are also silently by their side, although we don't know how to help, but we know that what we can do now is to be by their side and support them silently.
"Dad, can we still grow crops?" Xiaomei asked, her eyes full of unease.
The father was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "Of course, we can't give up just because we fail. If we work together, we will be able to grow strong crops again. ”
When I heard this, I couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in my heart. Although the current predicament may seem dire, as long as we work together, we will be able to overcome it.
After that heavy rain, our family began the arduous road of recovery. My father worked with other farmers in the village to repair the damaged dam and prepare for the new season to replant crops. My sister and I also started a new task, helping my mother with household chores and lightening her burden.
"Xiaowei, come and help me get some water, I want to water the rice fields." The mother shouted as she stood in the doorway with a bucket of water.
When I heard my mother's call, I immediately put down my work, walked to her side, took the bucket, and followed her. We walked together into the field and saw my father busy repairing the dam in the field.
"Dad, I'll help you." I picked up a hoe and prepared to join my father.
My father turned his head and saw me with a smile of relief on his face. "Okay, thank you, Xiaowei." As he spoke, he continued to repair the dam.
As the days passed, our family worked hard in the hope of reaping the fruits of the new season. Although we experienced a defeat, we were not defeated, on the contrary, we were more determined to fight again.
Finally, after months of hard work, our rice fields are full of vitality again, and the tender green rice seedlings are swaying in the wind. Other farmers in the village have also started a new round of planting, and the fields under the Qinling Mountains have once again become vibrant.
"Xiaowei, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, our family must get together well and spend a warm festival." Mother said, smiling.
I nodded, my heart full of anticipation for the future. The Mid-Autumn Festival is one of the most important festivals in our village, and every year on this day, families come together to share the joy of reunion.
"Yes, it's been a long time since I've spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with my family." Xiaomei said excitedly.
When my father heard this, he smiled and said, "Then let's prepare well and have an unforgettable Mid-Autumn Festival." ”
The next day, the atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival became more and more intense, and the people of the village began to get busy, preparing for the reunion dinner in the evening. My sister and I were busy cleaning up at home and preparing some festive food.
"Xiaowei, come and help me, pick these osmanthus balls, I want to make osmanthus cakes." My mother took out a basket of osmanthus balls and said to me with a smile.
I took the osmanthus ball, smelled the faint fragrance of the flowers, and couldn't help but feel a little happy. "Okay, Mom, I'll pick it up." I said, walking towards the osmanthus tree in the yard.
The sun shines through the dense foliage and sprinkles on my body, warm and comfortable. I picked up the basket, carefully selected the fullest osmanthus balls, picked them one by one, and put them in the basket.
"Xiaowei, look, the rice over there is ripe." Xiaomei ran over excitedly, pointed to the golden ears of rice in the field, and shouted.
I looked in the direction she was pointing, and sure enough, I saw a sea of golden, and the ears of rice hung down heavily, as if to show us their ripeness.
"Well, yes, the rice is finally ripe." I sighed, a surge of joy welling up in my heart. After months of hard work, we finally ushered in the harvest season.
"I wish my parents could see this." Xiaomei said with emotion.
I smiled and patted her on the shoulder, "They will, we are going to cook a sumptuous reunion dinner for them, so that they can feel our love in heaven." ”
Xiaomei listened to my words, a trace of tears flashed in her eyes, she held my hand tightly, and said, "Well, we must have a happy Mid-Autumn Festival." ”
On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the village is in a festive atmosphere. The courtyards of each house are filled with red lanterns, and the colorful lights decorate the whole village like a fairyland. Our family was no exception, and the reunion dinner carefully prepared by my mother filled the table, and the aroma was fragrant.
"Xiaowei, Xiaomei, come and help, bring these dishes to the table." My mother held a big bowl of food and said to me and Xiaomei with a smile.
Xiaomei and I hurried over, took the dishes from my mother's hands, and put them on the table one by one. The aromatic dishes are mouth-watering, and I can't help but feel a wave of happiness when I look at the table full of hearty food.
"Dad, come and help, the dishes are ready." I shouted to my father.
When my father heard my call, he came over and said with a smile, "Okay, let's hurry up together." ”
The table was filled with a variety of delicious dishes, wine glasses were filled with fragrant wine, and the family sat around the table, laughing and laughing. Xiaomei picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her mouth, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of praise: "Mom's cooking is so delicious!" ”
"Well, yes, Mom's craft is getting better and better." I laughed and complimented.
Mother smiled happily when she heard our compliment. "Thank you, being able to be with you is my greatest happiness."
My father raised his glass and said to us, "I wish our family eternal happiness and reunion." ”
We also raised our glasses and touched them with my father, and a lot of blessings flowed from one glass to another.
After dinner, our family lit a bonfire in the courtyard and sang and danced around the fire. The firelight reflected our faces red, and laughter echoed throughout the village, as if this moment was an eternity.
"Xiaowei, come, let's dance together." Mei took my hand and danced happily.
I smiled and danced along with her, filled with gratitude for life and hope for the future. Although we have experienced difficulties and setbacks, everything is now in the past, leaving only happiness and good memories.
The laughter around the campfire continued into the night, until the moonlight faded under the stars, and we all returned home to prepare for the start of the day.
The next morning, I woke up early, walked out of the house, and went to the fields. The morning dew has not yet dried, and the fresh air is filled with a vibrant atmosphere. I looked at the golden rice paddies and my heart was filled with anticipation for the future.
"Xiaowei, why are you here so early?" Father took a hoe, walked over, and asked with a smile.
"Dad, I'd like to see our rice again and see how they grow." I replied with a smile.
My father looked at me with a flash of emotion in his eyes. "Okay, let's take a look."
We walked to the field together, looking at the golden rice fields, and our hearts were filled with joy. Every moment in life is full of hope and warmth, and as long as we work together, happiness will always be with us.
We walked among the golden rice fields, and the ripe ears of rice swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound. The father bent down, carefully examined each paddy plant, and nodded in satisfaction.
"Xiaowei, the rice is growing very well, and this year's harvest should be even better than in previous years." Father said with a smile.
I listened to my father's words, and my heart was filled with joy. "Yes, Dad, we're going to have a good harvest season this year."
At this moment, a cacophony was heard in the distance, and we turned our heads to see a group of people gathered at the entrance of the village.
"Dad, let's go see what's going on." As I spoke, I walked briskly towards the entrance of the village.
When I got closer, it turned out that the village chief and some villagers were gathered there, discussing something with a serious expression.
"Village Chief, what's going on?" I asked.
When the village chief saw me, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Xiaowei, you're here, there's a big incident in our village, and we need to discuss it."
My heart tightened, and I couldn't help but quicken my pace and walk to the middle of the crowd. I saw the village chief holding an official letter in his hand, and his face was full of worry.
"What is this?" I asked curiously.
The village chief raised his head and said with a solemn face: "This is a notice from the government, saying that our area needs to be demolished and our village needs to be demolished for development. ”
When I heard this, I felt uneasy. "Demolition? So where do we go? What about our homeland? I asked anxiously.
The village chief sighed and said with a solemn expression: "The government has given some compensation, but we still have to lose our homes, which is an unavoidable reality. ”
When I listened to the village chief's words, my heart was full of helplessness and uneasiness. Our homes are about to disappear, everything is no longer stable, and what will the future hold?
"Dad, what are we going to do?" I turned to my father and said.
The father sighed deeply, and his expression became solemn. "This is a reality that we cannot change, but we cannot rest on our laurels, and we will do everything we can to protect our homeland."
When I heard my father's words, I felt a strong force in my heart. Yes, we can't give up easily, we have to fight for our homeland and protect our beloved land.
"Village Chief, we will definitely work with you to protect our homeland." I said to the village chief.
The village chief listened to my words, and a trace of gratitude appeared on his face. "Thank you, we will definitely unite and resist external pressure together."
Under the leadership of the village chief, the villagers in our village began to protest, hoping that the government would listen to our demands and protect our homes. This is our roots, our lives, and we are willing to fight for them to the end.
The protest in our village lasted for several days, and the villagers came together and held up various slogans and slogans in the hope that they would attract the attention of the government. We are also among them, doing our part to cheer for our homeland.
"Protect your homeland, protect your hometown!" We shouted slogans, waved banners in our hands, and gathered into a heroic and righteous spirit.
However, the government seems to have ignored our demands, and their attitude is resolute and indifferent, and they seem to be indifferent to our protests. Faced with such a situation, our hearts are full of helplessness and anger.
"Village chief, the government has been refusing to compromise, what should we do?" I asked anxiously.
The village chief pondered for a moment, and a look of determination appeared on his face. "We can't sit on our laurels, we have to find a way to make our voice heard by the government."
My father also stood up, "We can join forces with other affected villages to petition the higher authorities for greater support." ”
When we heard my father's advice, we all thought it was a good idea. "Yes, we can join forces with other villages so that the government can no longer ignore our demands." I said.
So, the villagers of our village began to take difficult but determined action, and we traveled far and wide, found villages that were suffering from the same problems, and discussed solutions together. In the process, we have gained more support and help, and we have also met more like-minded friends.
Eventually, we joined forces and petitioned the higher authorities to express our demands and demands. We have demonstrated our determination and solidarity to the Government with concrete actions, and we hope to receive the support and understanding of the Government.
After a lot of twists and turns, the government finally began to pay attention to our demands and was willing to negotiate with us. In the course of the negotiations, the representatives of our village firmly expressed our position and demands, and finally reached certain concessions and compromises.
The government promised to delay the demolition and provide a more reasonable compensation package, as well as to relocate our homes. It's not a perfect solution, but it at least gives us the time and space to reimagine our future and protect our homes.
When we received the letter of commitment from the government, our hearts were filled with joy and gratitude. This is the result of our joint efforts and the strength of our unity. Although there are still many challenges to the future of our village, we are confident and courageous that we will be able to overcome all difficulties to protect our homeland and create a better tomorrow.
"Xiaowei, we finally succeeded!" Xiaomei took my hand, her eyes full of joy and emotion.
I also smiled and nodded, "Yes, Xiaomei, this is the result of our joint efforts, and we must cherish it." ”
At that moment, the villagers of our village came together, hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, to meet the challenges and opportunities of the future. Although we have experienced difficulties and setbacks, we have learned to be tenacious, to unite, and to cherish. Our home has survived the storm, but it is still strong and beautiful, because it carries the hopes and dreams of each and every one of us.
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