Great changes in Yiwu, 800 words

In the past 30 years, when Yiwu was a child, my village was a poor village in the northern mountainous area of Yiwu City, Zhejiang Province. The villagers make a living by growing grain, and there is nothing in the village except pears. Every spring, thousands of pear trees are in full bloom and the fields are white. You can smell a faint pear fragrance from a distance, which is refreshing, just like a world where snowflakes are flying. Because it was a collective industry at that time, the traffic was inconvenient. In midsummer, heavy pears bent the branches, and baskets of pears distributed to households in the production team were taken to the market for sale. Such a sweet yamanashi can only sell for one or two cents a catty, which is really cheap and cheap, with little income. The villagers can only look at pears and sigh. At that time, my family was the poorest in the local area, with many sisters, illiterate parents and never traveled far. They turn their backs on the loess almost every day and keep company with the fields. They can only make a living according to the habit of sunrise and sunset.

I remember when I was 6 years old, I wore a green plaid dress that my sister couldn't wear and went out to play. When the adults in the village saw it, they all formed a group and made fun of me as a "flower girl". My face turned red and white, and tears swirled in my eyes. I fought back my tears and ran home angrily. I stamped my old clothes in front of my mother and shouted, "Mom, I will never wear my sister's flowered clothes again, never again!" Too ugly, I would rather be naked! " "Then you will live up to expectations, study hard in the future, fight for the throne, and buy new clothes when you grow up." Mother shook her head helplessly and answered, and sad tears rolled down at once.

At that time, our family of six was crowded into an ancestral old house of more than 30 square meters, which was one of 24 rooms. Because the window is small and the light is dark, the room is dark all day. In primary school, when I came home from school every day, I could only move a small stool and sit in the yard to do my homework. There are flocks of chickens and ducks around. They chirp all day and sing annoying duets. Especially in winter, when the cold wind blows, my little hands tremble, my toes turn into ice gourd, and my words are crooked. I have lived for more than ten years in such a harsh environment. At that time, I thought every day, when can I live in a spacious and bright new house?

1978, the spring breeze of reform and opening up has blown into Yiwu and my home. In rural areas, the farmland contract responsibility system is implemented, and every household's farmland has guaranteed production, and life is much better than in the past. 1980, the team sold only four team rooms to members. Hearing this, the mother was tempted. At that time, the villagers didn't have much money in their pockets, and tenants who were not short of houses wouldn't think of buying a house. There is no room for six people in one room of my house, so I was forced to buy two. On the day of buying a house, my mother rushed to the team early, fearing that the house would be taken away by others. After repeated price increases, we finally got the permanent use right of two houses at the price of 1400 yuan. The joy at that time was indescribable, just like finding something precious.

When the house is in hand, problems follow. I was studying at school and my sister went to school below. With my family's conditions, 1 1,000 yuan is more than my family can afford. What should I do? Mother gritted her teeth and reluctantly sold some newly harvested rice, and then sold the sick cattle that had been raised for more than a year. It is still difficult to collect all the money. What should I do? So I had to say everything, crustily skin of head to borrow from relatives and friends, and with great effort, I finally paid off all the purchase money.

1987, the family had some spare money, so they simply upgraded the houses of the two teams. After some disguise, the "new house" appeared in front of them: the sand wall below, and the brick wall above the sand wall, red and white, patchwork. Although it was transformed from an old house, in my eyes, it is as perfect as a work of art and has an unspeakable sense of accomplishment. A few months later, we finally moved into a "new house". Compared with the old house, the house is much more spacious and bright, and it is no longer six people sharing a room. I also have my own little space. Not to mention the joy of the whole family, especially my mother, who smiled like a blooming flower with a bright face. On the day of moving, my mother was always busy. Her bloodshot and joyful eyes look so gentle and beautiful. In this way, we lived in the team house for another ten years.

At the beginning of 200 1, the first batch of old villages in the village were rebuilt. Our brother and sister have both worked, and their living conditions are much better than before. The original team house is out of date. My family has made another leap and wants to bid. On the day of bidding, the whole village came to the meeting room of the town government and surrounded the whole meeting room. After fierce competition again and again, the light of luck came again-my family won the permanent use right of three homesteads at the bidding price of100000 yuan.

A year later, three five-and-a-half-story vertical houses were completed. This time, in my eyes, it is more like an impeccable sculpture. The whole family moved into the new house happily, and the whole new house was decorated as beautifully as the houses in the city. The villagers all looked at us with strange, suspicious and confused eyes: "How did the poorest family in the village become a well-off family overnight?" In fact, it is not difficult to find the answer. I think there are only 12 words: "hard-working+capable = well-off;" Reform+openness = hope. " Thanks to the reform and opening up, without it, my family would not have a second dream of building a house; Without it, there would be no well-off trip and sunshine trip for my family.

One day, I asked my daughter who will take the college entrance examination next year: "Sasha, where are you going to work after graduation?" She confidently replied, "When I return to my hometown as a village official, I will build a new countryside more beautiful and dazzling than it is now!" I am full of emotions. What attracted my daughter and made a high school student have such bold ideas and dare to make such amazing choices about her life? There must be her original opinion in this.

Now, the front and back of my house are paved with brand-new cement roads, and going out is no longer a bumpy dirt road. There is a highway leading to the city, and a bus passes by every fifteen minutes. Entering the city is as convenient and quick as entering your own door. The expressway connecting north and south in front of the village is about to be completed, which really feels like flying. Now, in a blink of an eye, I spent ten wonderful years in my new house. Rural people live the same life as urban people. My heart is always full of joy, and laughter flies freely around the song every day.

Thirty years passed by. The great changes in my family are just the epitome of thousands of families in Qian Qian. Working and living in such a beautiful golden age, happiness and harmony remain the same.

The whole family cultivates hope and weaves dreams with hard-working hands. It is precisely because of the reform and opening up that my family has undergone earth-shaking changes and lived a happy and sweet life. After witnessing the great changes in the past 30 years, I really want to pick up my pen again and write a legend of "Spring and Autumn at Home" with joy, so that the great changes of farmers can be recorded on the CD of reform and opening up.