Write a composition on the topic of Lu Xun's hometown.

1. Write a short article entitled "My Hometown" with Lu Xun's hometown as a column. 1. Friend, have you been to my hometown-Longnan? There is a small county with beautiful scenery. The city is surrounded by winding mountains. Whenever I look from the window, the green hills rise and fall like dragons. I think that's how the name "Longnan" came from.

2. In spring, the trees on the mountain grow new branches and buds and green leaves; The grass is green. From a distance, the mountains and plains are covered with a green blanket. People dig bamboo shoots in the mountains, and when they are tired, they lie on the green blanket and sleep comfortably.

In summer, the trees on the mountain grow luxuriantly, and people who work on the mountain often enjoy the cool under the trees. Wild flowers are everywhere on the hillside, red, yellow, pink, blue, purple, colorful, colorful, dotted with hometown land, just like laying a carpet on the hillside.

In autumn, many mushrooms will grow in the Woods on the mountain. People are often seen picking mushrooms on the mountain at this time. Mushrooms are also a specialty of my hometown! There are many ripe wild fruits on the mountain. Look, red hawthorn, yellow persimmon, sapphire-like blueberry, emitting bursts of fragrance, often hook people's feet, making people linger.

In winter, you can't see green in other places, but the pines and cypresses on the mountain are still full of vitality. Whenever it snows heavily, the mountains are covered with snow, as if covered with a silver dress.

There is a river at the foot of the mountain. The water in the river is so quiet that you can't feel it flowing. The water in the river is very clear. You can see the sand at the bottom of the river. A gust of wind blew, and the river made waves, like thin lines, rippling everywhere. The water in the river moistens Longnan people like manna.

7. Ah, I want to praise you-beautiful hometown, I love your landscape, and it will definitely make you more beautiful in the future.

8. Qiu Yijin, Grade 3, Class 2, Middle School Attached to Longshi Primary School, longnan county, Jiangxi.

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2. Write an essay based on Lu Xun's novel "Hometown: Hometown 600 Words". People always talk about "once" and "later" and always feel that these things seem to be at your fingertips. As we all know, some things can be seen and touched, and some things can be obtained, but they cannot be seen clearly. Always far behind.

Yesterday was too close, and tomorrow is too far away. For the past, we miss it because in the long river of time, those once unpleasantness have been washed away without a trace, leaving only laughter and warmth ... However, in that recent yesterday, what did we lose, what did we lose?

He watched me grow up. In his eyes, no matter what I did wrong, he would say, "Nothing, the child is too young to understand." Whenever I cry, he will put me on his lap and lean me on his shoulder, and all my tears will rub up. He will also whisper in my ear, "Don't cry, be good ..."

A year later, the man left. When he left, tears came from the corner of his eyes, and the people next to him were crying. Only me, just leaning against the wall, refused to let tears fall, because the shoulder that could make me cry was gone. But before I can call him or tell him, I will learn to grow up, and I will learn not to cry. ...

I grew up with her for ten years, which is enough for our two children to become sensible adults now. But we are changing, and many things are changing with it. God always shortens people's lives unconsciously.

I saw his shadow in her, and she always tolerated my unreasonable behavior.

Write an argumentative essay according to Lu Xun's hometown. In this novel, Lu Xun commemorates his hometown, but in fact, there is nothing to commemorate that hometown. As a result, the past dreams were shattered by the sunshine of reality, leaving only sadness. But there is also hope that the younger generation will have their new life, which we have never experienced before. There is a cloud at the end of the original text: "I think it doesn't matter whether hope exists or not." It's like a road on the ground; In fact, there is no road on the ground. If there are many people walking, it will become a road. "This is a good motto, and it is also very good. Not as profound as Nietzsche, but much deeper.

There are two hometowns here, one is the past and the other is the present. In the past, my hometown was centered on the leap soil. I borrowed this young farmer to write about my childhood fascination: a golden full moon hung in the dark blue sky and endless green watermelons on the beach below. Now let's start with the leap soil. The real name of this leap soil is Zhang Lianshui. In the novel, the word "water" is replaced by the word "earth", which is homophonic and also a replacement. In Guoyin, it's a little isolated. His father is Zhang Fuqing, a native of Du Pu Village, Daoxu Township, northeast of the city. There is a seaside. He grows sand, but he is a craftsman. He can make bamboo products and have a "busy month" in Zhou Jia, which means helping. Sometimes, he came to fetch grass ash and bring water, but one year, because the sacrificial vessels in front of the New Year pictures needed to be guarded, he asked to use water as sacrificial vessels. As usual, the New Year lasted until the 18th day of the first month, so he lived in the city for quite a long time.

4. Imitate the whole composition of Lu Xun's Hometown. Part one: Going back to my hometown, I braved the cold and returned to my hometown, which is more than 2,000 miles apart and more than 20 years away.

Because it is the end of winter; As we approached our hometown, the weather was gloomy again, and the cold wind blew into the cabin. Looking out from the gap, there were several desolate villages lying far and near, with no vitality. I can't help feeling sad inside.

Ah! Isn't this my hometown that I have been remembering for twenty years? None of my hometown in memory is like this. My hometown is much better.

But if I have to remember his beauty and tell him his advantages, there will be no image and no words. That seems to be it.

So I explained to myself: my hometown is the same-although there is no progress, it may not be as sad as I feel. This is just a change in my own mood, because I am not in a good mood when I go back to China this time. I came here to see him.

The old house we have lived together for many years has been sold to another name, and the deadline for delivery is only this year, so we must bid farewell to the old house we are familiar with and move to a different place where I am looking for food before the first day of the first month. The second part is in my hometown. Arrived at my door the next morning.

Many broken stems of hay on corrugated cardboard are shaking when the wind blows, which explains why old houses will inevitably change hands. The family in several rooms probably moved away, so it was quiet.

By the time I got outside my house, my mother had already greeted me, and then my eight-year-old nephew Honger flew out. My mother was very happy, but she also hid a lot of sad expressions and taught me to sit down and rest for tea, not to mention moving.

Macro son didn't see me, standing on the opposite side at a distance just watching. But we finally talked about moving.

I said that the apartment outside has been rented out, and I bought some furniture. Besides, I have to sell all the woodwork at home and add more. Mom also said that the luggage has been collected a little, and less than half of the wood is inconvenient to take, but she can't afford it.

"Please take a day or two off to see your relatives and family, and then we can go." Mom said.

"yes." "There will be leap soil. Every time he comes to my house, he always asks about you and wants to see you.

I have told him the approximate date when you will go home, and he may come soon. "At this moment, a miraculous picture suddenly flashed through my mind: a golden full moon hung in the deep blue sky, and there were endless green watermelons on the sand by the sea. Meanwhile, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy with a silver ring around his neck and a steel fork in his hand stabbed a horse with all his strength, but the man twisted his body and turned his back.

This boy is a genius. I was only a teenager when I met him, and it has been thirty years now. At that time, my father was still alive and my family was fine. I am a young master.

That year, my family was a year of great sacrifice. This sacrifice is said to take more than 30 years to turn once, so it is very solemn; In the first month, there are many offerings for ancestor worship, and the sacrificial vessels are very beautiful, and there are also many people who worship. We should also prevent the sacrificial vessels from being stolen.

My family has only one busy month (there are three kinds of people who work here: those who work for a certain family all the year round are called long-term workers; Those who work for people on a daily basis are called short-term workers; He also farmed his own land and only came to work for a family during the Chinese New Year holidays and when collecting rent. When he was too busy, he told his father that he could ask his son to moisten the soil to look after the sacrificial vessels. My father allowed it; I'm also very happy, because I've heard the name Runtu, and I know that he and I seem to be born in a leap month, and the five elements are short of soil, so his father called him Runtu.

He can pretend to catch birds. I look forward to the new year every day. When the new year comes, the leap land will arrive.

Finally, at the end of the year, one day, my mother told me that the leap soil was coming, so I flew to see it. He is in the kitchen, with a purple round face, wearing a small felt hat and a bright silver collar around his neck. This shows that his father loved him very much and was afraid of his death, so he made a wish in front of the Buddha and trapped him with a circle.

He is shy, but he is not afraid of me. When there was no one else, he talked to me, and we became acquainted in less than half a day. At that time, we didn't know what to talk about, except that we were very happy to moisten the soil. We said that after going to that city, we saw many things that we had never seen before.

The next day, I asked him to catch birds. He said, "This can't be done.

It is bound to snow heavily. It snows in our sand. I swept out a clearing, set up a big bamboo plaque with a short stick, and paved the valley. When the bird came to eat, I just pulled the rope tied to the stick at a distance, and the bird was covered under the bamboo plaque.

Everything: rice chicken, horn chicken, goose owl, blue back ... "so I'm looking forward to snow again." Runtu said to me again, "It's too cold now. Come to us in summer.

We go to the seaside to pick up shells every day. There are all kinds of shells, including red and green, ghosts and Guanyin players. Dad and I will look after watermelons at night, and so will you. "

"Do you care about thieves?" "No, people who walk are thirsty. Pick a melon to eat. We don't steal here.

What needs to be managed is badger, pig, hedgehog and monkey. Listen under the moon, la la la la, swallow bites melon.

You are holding Hu's fork and walking gently ... "I didn't know what this so-called ugly thing was at that time-I don't know it now-but I somehow feel as fierce as a puppy." Doesn't he bite? ""is there a Hu fork?

When you get there, you will stab when you see it. This beast is very clever. He ran towards you and ran under his crotch.

His fur is as smooth as oil ... "I didn't know there were so many new things in the world: there were so many colorful shells by the sea;" Watermelon has such a dangerous experience. I only know that he sold it at the fruit electric. " On our sandy land, when the tide is high, there are many jumping fish just jumping, all with frog-like feet ... "Ah! There are endless strange things in my heart that my friends don't know at ordinary times.

They don't know something. When wetting the soil by the sea, they all saw the sky at the four corners of the high wall in the yard like me. Unfortunately, the first month passed and Runtu had to go home. I was so anxious that I cried. He was still hiding in the kitchen, crying and refusing to go out, and finally he was taken away by his father.

Later, he asked his father to bring me a bag of shells and some beautiful bird feathers. I gave him something once or twice, but we never met again. Now that my mother mentions him, all my memories here suddenly flash.

5. What role did the title of Lu Xun's article "Hometown" play in the article? My childhood "hometown" gave me many happy and sweet memories, and even represented an "ideal".

The real "hometown" is unrecognizable, silent and lifeless. The former characters have lost their innocence and warmth and become indifferent, numb, bourgeois and obscene. Make "I" disillusioned with "hope" and feel extremely sad inside.

In fact, there is no difference between the former "hometown" and the real "hometown", but at that time "I" looked at the world from the perspective of a pure teenager, so the world seemed so simple, beautiful and even a little magical. When we read this novel, we should explore the theme of the novel from the change of the author's feelings about "hometown".

The author's title of "hometown" is a well-meaning word, which just reflects the change of characters and the indifference of human feelings. At the same time, the situation in my hometown is also the epitome of the rural situation in China at that time, which is very representative. It can be said that I can get a glimpse of the whole leopard, which is the genius of the author.

6. Writing techniques imitating Lu Xun's hometown Mr. Lu Xun returned to his hometown of Shaoxing, Zhejiang Province from Beijing on February 19 19, sold his hometown house and lived in Beijing with his mother.

192 1 year, 1 month, Mr. Lu Xun wrote the novel "Hometown" based on this experience of going home. The novel describes the tragic changes of China society and people's mental outlook after the Revolution of 1911, and reveals the profound social roots of this change.

Lu Xun described Runtu and his sister-in-law, Yang Er, etc. with tragic brushstrokes, which reflected the inhuman life in the semi-feudal and semi-colonial society and exposed the dark nature of the society at that time. The author thinks that Mr. Lu Xun's novel is rigorous in structure, simple in plot, mellow and fluent in style, full of poetry and philosophy, and its writing characteristics and artistic techniques deserve our serious study.

The following author makes a brief analysis on the writing characteristics of Hometown. First of all, use line drawing and dialogue to depict characters and highlight the theme of the article. In this paper, the author uses line drawing technique to outline a vivid character with a few strokes. For example, he wrote that a teenager was wetting the soil: "With a silver ring around his neck and a steel fork in his hand, he tried his best to go to a spur."

A lively and lovely young image stands in front of us. Another example is Yang Er's sister-in-law: "A 50-year-old woman, with prominent cheekbones and thin lips, stood in front of me with her hands in her moustache, without a skirt, and her feet spread out, just like a thin-footed compass in a drawing instrument."

Secondly, it is also one of the characteristics of the article to describe the typical character with dialogue. Twenty years ago, I was a brother. I met him again twenty years later. Language is very rare. I changed from a lively and lovely teenager to a "hard and numb" poor farmer, thus writing about his changes around 20 years.

Another example is my sister-in-law, Yang Er, a "tofu beauty". Besides her portrait, the author mainly uses dialogue to describe her image. Yang Er's sister-in-law, never seen before, heard the voice for the first time, "ha! This looks like it! The beard is so long! " In the dialogue with "I", I didn't describe the appearance of the characters, but better explained the speaker's heart and achieved the artistic effect of highlighting the theme.

Second, the use of contrast, deepen the theme novel focus on the use of contrast, deepen the theme of the article. The performance is: 1, comparing the situation before and after hometown, depicting the tragic situation of rural small economy bankruptcy and revealing the root of bankruptcy.

2. The comparison between teenagers and adults reveals the increasingly tragic fate of farmers, and points out that the hard and numb life path of resignation is a dead end. 3. The comparison of the relationship between "I" and "Runtu" reveals the profound gap between different classes.

4. The contrast between the relationship between "I" and "Hong Er" and "Aquatic" reflects the eager yearning for the future life prospect. 5. Sister-in-law Yang Er's image is a monster, indulgent and provocative, openly stealing, nonsense, heartless and respectful. The contrast between the two plays a role in setting off the characters, and also reflects the extensiveness and profundity of farmers' bankruptcy.

The above explanation plays a role in highlighting the key points, focusing on the center and deepening the theme through the comparison of one person, one thing and one thing. Third, the emotion overflows the picture, and the picture reveals poetry. The full text takes the feeling of "I" as the internal clue, leading the description of people, things, scenery and things, thus rippling out landscapes, genre paintings and figure paintings; At the same time, these emotional pictures show the author's feelings poetically.

For example, the first paragraph depicts a vivid picture of "the abandoned villages in the Han River return to their hometown", which not only gives people a strong sense of color when describing the scenery in their hometown, but also depicts the people in their hometown with poetic pen; Through the connection of various pictures, the author's emotional waves are fully and weakly displayed, and finally "the sound of the bottom of the boat gurgles" seems to be the accompaniment of the author's lyric imagination. From what I saw and heard after I returned to my hometown to my regret and hope when I left my hometown, the whole work is saturated with deep poetry.

There are scenes and feelings, and the scene blends. There are pictures in poetry, poems in painting, and beauty in painting.

Fourth, the appearance of the characters is different. The author pays great attention to the arrangement of characters' appearance, which leaves a deep impression on readers. The first is the description of the two emptiness and one reality of the leap soil, emphasizing his changes.

These three representations are written in three ways: comparison, care and lyricism, which are endless. Secondly, "I" appeared at the end of the year, when the weather was gloomy, the cold wind roared, the sky was yellow and the village was bleak.

This not only highlights the decline and bankruptcy of rural areas, but also sets off the persecution of moistening the land, the great changes in the environment of Yang Er's eldest sister-in-law and the sense of "I". This is a writing style set off by scenery. Thirdly, Sister Yang Er's appearance is like throwing a stone on a calm lake, causing ripples.

"Ha, this looks like it, and the beard is so long!" Made "I was taken aback", and then wrote her memories in vain, which played a comparative and caring role for Yang Er's sister-in-law in reality. This arrangement makes the characters from far to near, and the image gradually becomes clear.

5. Using Philosophical Language in Lyrics and Arguments This paper uses philosophical language in Lyrics and Arguments to make readers accept profound truth in artistic infection. Especially at the end, the philosophy is very prominent.

Runtu and I have been separated by a high wall, which makes me feel "very sad", so when I left my hometown, I pinned my hopes on Honger and the next generation of Shui Sheng. The article wrote: "I think: Hope is nothing, nothing."

It's like a road on the ground; In fact, there is no road on the ground. If there are more people walking, it will become a road. The "road" here is a metaphor for "hope".

This metaphor illustrates a profound philosophy of life. This lyrical and argumentative philosophical language has played a role in subliming themes, deepening thoughts, helping readers understand the truth and inspiring morale.

Sixth, the language is concise and profound. The beginning of the article should be simple, with only 23 words, which implies the contradiction of the novel and reveals the prologue of the novel. For another example, the description language of "I" is also very concise and beautiful.

"When the wind is shaking, there are many broken hay stalks on the corrugated board.

.. "This sentence is dark and lyrical, concise and profound, which not only renders the environment, but also shows the theme of the novel. For another example, Runtu called "I" the "master", which caused the feeling of "I": "I seem to have a cold shiver; I know there is a deep barrier between us.

7. Ask for a holiday imitating Lu Xun's composition "Hometown". I left the reinforced concrete city and reunited with my hometown I haven't seen for more than ten years.

It's almost the Spring Festival, but I haven't seen many people. It's cloudy and a heavy snow is coming.

On the bluestone path, there are several cold front pavilions near and far. The field is a mess, and there are some furry grass people.

The cold wind blew straight into my heart, and it was almost falling apart. Hey! Where is my hometown? My hometown when I was a child was much more beautiful than this, but I have no impression.

Seeing my hometown is like a forgotten village now. I know that those young and capable people have gone to the city.

What's left is just some dying old people. Actually, I should have known, but I still have a glimmer of hope for my hometown.

Now it seems to have gone with the wind. This time I went home for the New Year, mainly to visit my grandparents. Grandpa had an accident and was afraid that he would die soon, and I was his only grandson. ).

And in the second half of next year, I will go to school in other places. In the meantime, there is no time to go home.

I have to register on the eleventh day of the first month, go back to my family before the eighth day of August, and leave here before the eighth day of August. When I walked to the entrance of the village, I saw smoke curling up on the roof of every household. At this time, everyone is cooking dinner.

As soon as I got to my door, the dog ran out and barked at me. Grandma came out to open the door and happily took the big bag in my hand.

When I entered the room, my grandfather was lying in bed. When he saw me, he was too happy to speak. There is a lot of pork and a big pig head hanging on the wall.

"When was the pig killed?" "Thirteen. Thanks for Fuquan's help.

He asks about you, too. I hope you can go to his house when you come back. Suddenly, the picture of my childhood came to my mind: a fiery red sun hung in the blue sky and green rice was planted in the paddy field. When the wind blows, it fluctuates like sea water. There is an adult and a child catching crabs in a stream by the field.

Then the adult is Fuquan. I was only seven years old at that time, and he was twenty years older than me.

But according to seniority, I'm still his uncle! Because my parents are going to work in other places, it will be inconvenient to take me with them, so I live in my grandparents' house in the country. My first impression of Fu Sheng was not good. Idle around all day, with little education.

I fell in love with him in less than a day. Because he can take me to play; Flying kites, catching dragonflies, picking wild fruits ... He is best at catching crabs.

He often takes me to catch crabs. In that stream, he rolled up his trouser legs and sleeves, tied a loach basket around his waist, searched with his eyes, opened a stone, and then quickly grabbed it with his index finger and thumb, right in the middle of the crab.

The crab struggled and was thrown into the basket. Caught a basket of crabs, Fuquan burned.

It turned out that the blue-black crab turned attractive red as soon as it arrived in the pot. Fuquan told me the legend of the white snake while eating crabs.

He said that the sea was hidden in this crab shell. If you finish eating crab meat, you will find something like Lohan on the crab shell.

But I have eaten so many crabs, and I have never seen anything like Lohan. The day before my father came back, Fuquan took me to the mountains to play.

There are many beautiful wild flowers on the road, so Fuquan told me their names one by one. Suddenly he asked me, "Do you know mandrill?" "I don't know, is that a flower too?" He became a little serious and explained to me, "Mandrill is a monster who lives in the mountains and catches children."

Hearing this, my heart began to fear. He added: "Children caught by mandrills will be smeared with mud and stuffed with earthworms.

The villagers will beat gongs and drums and scold mandrills before they let the children go ... "I dare not listen any more, and I ran down the mountain crying alone." Then both parents came back.

I hugged them and cursed them for a while. I heard that Fuquan was coming, so I hid in my room and didn't want to see him again.

A few days later, my parents and I went to the city and haven't seen each other since. Speaking of him now, I also asked indifferently, "Is he okay?" "alas! He has a hard time, too! I am in my forties and still single.

Parents died young, leaving no property. He failed to live up to people's expectations ... "After listening to my grandmother, I don't know why, but I just can't help but want to see him.

The night in my hometown is not as noisy as in the city, which makes people fall asleep early. The next day, grandma was going to take me to my father's grave, and Xiaohei (dog name) followed.

I looked at what my grandmother had prepared and said, B3 a# G2 Z( E, {/ Y "Is it enough to burn?" "That's enough." "If it is not enough, just buy it again."

"But there is no shop here!" So we went out. "ah! It's really handsome to become a young man so soon! " A very uncomfortable compliment came to my ears.

I was taken aback. I looked into the distance and saw a woman in her forties, with dark skin and small eyes, standing on the edge of the field, like grandma's poker. I am ignorant. "How come I don't even know my mother-in-law?" I am more ignorant.

Fortunately, grandma said beside her, "children forget things quickly, so I can't remember them." Then she whispered in my ear, "She is Liu's widow in Shangcun, Xin 'er's mother. "

Oh! I remember. When I was a child, there was such a person in Shangcun.

Everyone called her widow Liu because her husband died early and refused to remarry. At that time, her skin was not so dark, her eyes were not so small, and she was not like poker.

I often play games with her daughter Xiner. She is the bride and I am the groom's official. People in the village often ask me, "Who are you going to marry when you grow up?" I am also happy to say that I want to marry Xin-er.

Now, I look at her in surprise, just as Columbus discovered the new continent and Newton discovered gravity. However, she said coldly, "A scholar's head is full of knowledge. How can he remember people?" "that's not true ... where is Xuan?" I was shocked and hurried to explain.

"She washes clothes at home." "Then where does she study?" "Reading? Can books be eaten as meals? Besides, I haven't been assigned since I graduated from college, and I have to pay tuition.

Who would do such a loss-making thing? "She must have never read a book to tell such an unreasonable truth." Then she can't stay at home! ""of course! After the new year, she will return to work in the city. "

. "Will this do? What will she do in the future? " "Look at what you said, my daughter is working in a hotel now. A few days ago, she took me to town.

Ah! The building is tall and wide, and the bed is soft, which is really comfortable. In the future,

8. Write a letter to Mr. Lu Xun on the theme of hometown-a letter to Mr. Lu Xun.

Dear Mr Lu Xun:

Hello!

Two days ago, I entered your hometown with you. I am happy for your happiness, sad for your sadness, and deeply feel the pain and confusion brought by my hometown.

When I first entered Hometown, I was shocked by your description of my hometown: "There are several desolate villages across the Yellow World", and "Little Suo" was just enough, because it was winter after all, but the word "horizontal" made me stand at the bow of the boat, and I still couldn't believe my eyes after looking for it for a long time: Is that my hometown? Why is the dead atmosphere so strange to me? It is a hometown that has been haunted by dreams for twenty years. It's so cold and quiet Who else can be sad about this?

What makes me sad is not only the face of my hometown, but also the people with my hometown. The once "tofu beauty" has become today's "compass". As for what kind of life situation she is, I don't want to explore it, and I don't have time to care. What makes me sad is that the partners who used to talk about everything are so different now. With the moment Runtu called "Master", I seemed to instantly become a "statue". I can't believe it, I can't talk, I can't think, everything seems to be frozen! It freezes not only my thoughts, but also my only hope for people after the "hometown" changed face! The "master" burst the soap bubble I had hoped for. How chilling! How many thoughts, how many words and how many joys have been rejected by this "master", and people can't help but fall into the sorrow of "never going back to the past"!

Although it is not big, the cry of "Master" has been lingering in my heart, which makes me ask myself: If one day my childhood partner becomes the difference between "I" and "I", I am the "leap soil" with hands like pine bark. I can shake hands with him freely in front of my partner in a suit and tie, or I can call him "brother" freely. I can't! In this "can't", it also reflects how humble and sour the leap soil is.

Regret for the Past is the main theme of Hometown, but it also has a moving note, that is, eternal hope. Yes, as you said, "I hope it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." It's like a road on the ground. In fact, there is no road on the ground. If there are more people walking, it will become a road. " I also hope that there will be more people who seek hope like you, so that our people will no longer be separated. When the piccolo of my hometown blows on the moonlit night, my hometown's face is still a "golden full moon" and there is a "green watermelon field" below.

Unconsciously, I explored my "hometown" with you and wrote down these feelings involuntarily. I hope everyone can enlighten me one by one!

I am here to convey

welcome

Your loyal reader: xxx

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