Write a 650-word composition according to Lu Xun's hometown.

1. Write hometown according to Lu Xun's hometown

Walking in the fields in spring with gentle steps, grabbing a handful of dirt, emitting intoxicating fragrance, catching a butterfly and flying it gently ... Spring in the countryside is always blurred with beauty, and the songs on the land are mixed with the fragrance of wild flowers. Wheat seedlings jointing under the moisture of sweat, with the drizzle from the breeze, played a beautiful but very moving melody.

The sunset in early summer is sprinkled on the river, and the afterglow of the sunset ripples back and forth with the microwave. Together with several fishing boats resting in the water, it constitutes the most beautiful picture of this village.

In autumn mornings, the countryside is always shrouded in dense fog. Walking in the dense forest, you can also feel the artistic conception of "sunrise forest blossoms". A rustling autumn wind blew and the trees began to become bare. Picking up a few yellow leaves has given me a deeper understanding of "fallen leaves return to their roots".

A strong country can stand the test of winter. Beautiful snowflakes fall down, putting on a holy coat for the remote village. After several snows, the warm spring is not far away. ...

Ah, hometown! Reading thousands of books can't finish reading your beauty, and walking on the road in Wan Li can't finish thinking about you. Your beauty and kindness have already penetrated into my luggage and accompanied me everywhere.

Homesickness is the flute sound of Qingyuan, melodious and far-reaching. Nostalgia is an ancient fairy tale, beautiful and moving. Nostalgia is an old wine with mellow fragrance. ...

Don't say that the country road is long, no matter how long it is, it can't compare with my thoughts; Don't say that the world is far away, no matter how far it is, it is far from my eyes; Don't say the sky is high, no matter how high it is, it can't be higher than I thought. Hometown, you are the eternal root in people's hearts.

I wrote this myself. Give me some advice.

2. My most memorable composition in Lu Xun's hometown is 700 words. With admiration for Lu Xun, my parents promised to take me to Shaoxing. My most memorable composition in Lu Xun's hometown is 700 words. The car drove all the way to the door of Lu Xun's hometown, and I rushed over excitedly. The door was already crowded with people, and several foreigners came, which was particularly conspicuous. A huge portrait at the entrance attracted me. Lu Xun was wearing a gown, holding a cigarette in his hand and thinking with a frown. The image of a generation of powerful writers gradually became clear before my eyes. With the flow of people, we walked into Lu Xun Memorial Hall. A large bronze statue stands out. Sitting among the flowers, Lu Xun's expression is natural, serious and cordial, and there are many reverie hidden in his brow. Lu Xun's bumpy life and his famous works are displayed in detail in the hall, one by one, which makes my heart surge. I was deeply moved by Lu Xun's life, especially by his "pointing fingers and bowing your head as a willing ox". Walking out of the memorial hall and crossing the high threshold, we came to Lu Xun's former residence. We looked at many rooms and walked through many alleys. I looked at Lu Xun's bedroom. There is only a bed, a table, some chairs and a desk in the room. I can't help but be surprised by Lu Xun's simplicity. From the side door, we came to the "patio". Under the osmanthus tree, a child listened carefully to the old man with his chin cupped. I closed my eyes and Lu Xun stood in front of me when I was a child. Everywhere I go, I vaguely feel close to Lu Xun. My fourth grade composition "My most memorable composition in Lu Xun's hometown is 700 words". I can't wait to visit San Tan Ying Yue. Walking past a stone bridge and following the crowd, we came to the place where Lu Xun was studying, and there was a plaque hanging in the middle: San Tan Yin Yue. Several old tables are neatly arranged. My eyes were searching for Lu Xun's desk, and I finally found it. I hurried over and saw the word "morning" engraved on Lu Xun's desk. It is said that this is because Lu Xun was late for school. After being severely criticized by the teacher, he carved the word "early" to encourage himself. I was immediately fascinated by Lu Xun's hard-working spirit. I took a deep breath and greedily looked around for bits and pieces of Lu Xun. This is really the cradle of Lu Xun's growth. I took out a handful of fennel beans and got on the bus home. I am proud that I am from Shaoxing.

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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.

4. Ask for a composition and study in your hometown. Lu Xun wrote 600 words about his hometown. Everyone has 600 words when reading Hometown online or personally. A few days ago, I read Lu Xun's book "Hometown", and the contents of it made me deeply feel Lu Xun's attachment to his hometown.

Lu Xun described two hometowns in this novel, one is the hometown of the past and the other is the hometown of the present. My old hometown is a beautiful, harmonious and happy world, where there are fond memories of Mr. Xun Ge's childhood. There is "a golden full moon hanging in the deep blue sky, and below is the sand by the sea, with endless green watermelons." There is an innocent and lovely boy who moistens the soil. He has a purple round face and a bright silvery white collar around his neck. There are all kinds of colorful shells, red and green, ghosts and Guanyin players, and birds of all colors: rice chicken, horn chicken and pheasant. However, the present hometown has become decadent, desolate and lifeless, and the once vibrant leap soil has also become numb. He lived a hard and numb life and became a "moral and disciplined" person. Through reading this book, I have more deeply realized that the "hometown" in Mr. Lu Xun's memory is a beautiful world, which is actually a reflection of the beautiful soul of the young Xun Ge and the product of his harmonious spiritual relationship with the young. However, when I met Mr. Lu Xun as an adult, Runtu's attitude towards Lu Xun changed greatly. His "master" made them unable to be as close as before and became strange, tearing the previous intimate relationship alive. Because of the unequal relationship between people at that time, the "hometown of reality" was a world where people were spiritually separated, lost their vitality and lost their warm feelings. They followed a traditional morality, which suppressed people's vitality, made people lose their vitality under the shackles of feudal morality, and made people's spirit numb, which also made the pure friendship between Mr. Lu Xun and Runtu impossible to continue. After reading this book, I feel sorry for their lost friendship. At the same time, I am glad that we live in a new society, we have the best friends, and we don't need status and money to measure friendship. Everyone has sincere feelings.

5. 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. " In 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.

6. Imitating the composition of Lu Xun's hometown was on holiday. I left the reinforced concrete city to reunite with my hometown I haven't seen for more than ten years.

The Spring Festival is coming, but there are not many people. It's cloudy and a heavy snow is brewing. On the bluestone path, there are several pavilions near and far. The field is a mess, and there are also some furry grass people. The cold wind blew 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 don't remember it. Now I see that my hometown looks like a forgotten village. I know that those young and capable people have gone to the city. All that's left is dying old people. Actually, I should have known, but I still have a glimmer of hope for my hometown. Now it seems that I have gone with the wind.

This time I went home for the New Year, mainly to visit my grandparents. Grandpa had an accident. I'm afraid he's dying. I am his only grandson. In the second half of next year, I am going to study abroad. In the meantime, I have no time to go home. I have to register on the eleventh day of the first month, and I have to go back to my mother before, so I have to 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. Hardly had I reached the door when 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 and couldn't speak when he saw me. There are a lot of pork and a big pig head hanging on the wall.

7. Imitating the whole composition of Lu Xun's Hometown was on holiday. I left the reinforced concrete city and reunited with my hometown I haven't seen for more than ten years.

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

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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.

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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.

! S8 q4 k: z9 Y6 M, t "When was the pig killed?" g( y 1 p？ 6 * b1I "XIII. Thanks for Fuquan's help.

He asked about you, too I hope you can go to his house when you come back. ""o2 V6 X* }% u0 b Suddenly, childhood images 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.

2 c/ L5 F6 R8 R: T8 H6 C" ~。 My first impression of Fu Sheng was not good. Idle around all day, no 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. ! R: P0 Y2P4 E5 R3 "c 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.

@+ T0 Y+ O. D+ c7 【 Catch a basket of crabs and Fuquan will burn. 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.

"L7 g. c/ [# O6 T, m8 p 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: 0 r8 question and answer! Z F/ W% z "Do you know mandrill?" 1 e" b6 e" D2 i* t "I don't know, is that a flower, too?" 6 n' I% X- U4 h+ m*} He became a little serious and explained to me: (J8 c' z' J, y "Mandrill is a monster who lives in the mountains and catches children." 3 y2 j 1 c8 A！ N* N9 g began to be afraid when he heard this.

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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.

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Reluctantly, he himself ... "# J5GP2J & listened to his grandmother, and I don't know why, but I just couldn't help wanting to see him. ，o，u 1 f 1 u2o； That night in m-l. C's hometown is quiet without the noise of the city, which makes people fall asleep early.

+u 1 Q3 ~ 9 c； V "r l $ b4z&The next day, grandma got ready to take me to my father's grave, and Xiaohei (dog name) followed. I looked at the things my grandma prepared and said, Is B3 a# G2 Z( E, {/ Y "enough to burn? " 4p 2s:z 1](z & amp； I, [0 Z, z "enough. "

y！ K8 o 1 V5】。 K7 a( T "If it is not enough, just buy it again." & ampB/ s% ` 1 i2 J "But there is no shop here! : So we went out.

J, k8 c3 G#} "Yo! It's really handsome to become a young man so soon! " A very uncomfortable compliment came to my ears. & ampQ3 m+ d/ M" j: r I was taken aback. Looking into the distance, I saw a woman in her forties with dark skin and small eyes standing by the field, just like grandma's poker.

[6'' r] (S3 j I am ignorant. # f3 V5 M l. N "How come you don't even know your mother-in-law?" # t: o 1 o 1 k7 [( z I'm rather 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. "

# G( H u- u！ U)P $ d $ m2 _ "[ 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. Village.

8. According to the last sentence of Lu Xun's Hometown, write a 500-word composition "The road is at your feet, like a journey, the road is long and the water is boundless. In a sense, every life is blind. No one came to this world with the meaning of existence. The road is at your feet, but you have a pursuit in your heart. Along the way, it is called desire and dream. Follow the scent of rice flowers all the way, and it can find hope when it comes. Some people plant clouds and have poetic expectations along the way. Following the rainbow of poetry, they can find the feeling when they come. But some people forget the land under their feet and only see the illusion of wealth and power in the air, so they follow all the way and suddenly look back. The way they came has disappeared behind them and they can't go back. Of course, they choose wealth, power and so on. We can't deny who is the foundation of happiness, but it is by no means the whole of life. Cervantes said: "wealth will not bring happiness, but it is the use of wealth that makes people happy." "The pursuit of life is not only the satisfaction of material desires, but also the cultivation of spiritual quality. If we can't understand this, people who long for chieftain's land are exhausted on the road, and Julian, who pursues power, finally embarks on the road of self-destruction. A heart full of desire is like a heart. Like a hungry tiger, it can devour one life after another. A heart full of hopes and dreams, on the road of life, can still have Li Bai's style of "going out with a smile in the face of repeated failures". In the face of secular chaos, it still has the calmness of Zhuangzi's "March forward, I will drag the layers in the painting", and it can still be meaningful in the face of powerful evil. He will only make himself as blind and cold as a machine, and eventually he will only get lost on the road of life. People who pursue spiritual prosperity always have shining eyes, which are the reflection of deep dreams and the true meaning of life. They are down-to-earth, determined, hardworking and persistent at every step along the way. They sang for their dreams, hopes and visions along the way. This is the state that should exist on the road of life. Looking back on the journey of life, it is full of waves.

9. Take Lu Xun's Hometown as a column and write a short article entitled My Hometown. 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.

In spring, the trees on the mountain take out new branches and buds and grow 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. Ah, I want to praise you-beautiful hometown, I love your landscape, and I will definitely build you more beautiful in the future.

Qiu Yijin, Class Two, Grade Three, Primary School Affiliated to Longshi, longnan county, Jiangxi.

10. The ninth grade composition rewrites 800 words in Lu Xun's hometown. One morning fifty years ago, a middle-aged man took one last affectionate look at his hometown where he had lived for half his life and set foot on the road to leave his hometown.

That man is my grandfather. That day, he got up early in order to see his familiar hometown again. He doesn't like wandering, but he made an exception and turned around the ancient town of Sui 'an. Touch the broken city wall with those weather-beaten hands, and set foot on the street paved with bluestone with those feet accustomed to mountain roads. He really wants to seal everything in front of him in his mind, even a crack in the wall, even a bird in the sky, even the old pagoda tree with a crooked neck at the gate ... everything that used to be unremarkable is so important to him now.

Grandpa left after all. He immigrated to Jiande and settled there. Through hard work, life at home has gradually improved. The face of the old town of Sui 'an always haunts my grandfather's mind. Every evening, after dinner, grandpa always sits on the threshold in the sunset, looks at the direction of the old city of Sui 'an and turns out the dusty old city of Sui 'an in the deep memory. He seemed to have returned to his hometown. He saw those ancient buildings and pedestrians rushing by on the road paved with bluestones. He smelled all kinds of snacks in shops on both sides of the road and heard the shouts of vendors. Whenever he thinks about it, he laughs. But when he realizes that everything around him is no longer the scenery of his hometown, he often shows a sad expression. He really hopes that one day, he can go back to his hometown and see the changes in his hometown. However, he finally failed to achieve it.

My father and I fulfilled our last wish on behalf of my grandfather and returned to Chun 'an. At that time, Chun 'an was not what my grandfather described. There are no low and old tile houses here, instead, there are rows of buildings; There are no vendors selling by the roadside, but lively and prosperous markets; There are no wheelbarrows, only beautiful streamlined cars and motorcycles. ...

It turns out that the ancient Sui 'an has been sleeping under Qiandao Lake, and the young Qiandao Lake town, Chun 'an county town bred by it, is striding towards us. A clear lake, several green hills, 20-to 30-story high-rise buildings rise into the sky, cars flow endlessly on the wide expressway, and there are all kinds of spacious supermarket goods ... speedboats gallop past the lake, stirring up waves, and many Chinese and foreign tourists swim in this landscape ...

The construction of mountain city is still developing rapidly, and it is difficult for an album to hold the new look of Chun 'an for 50 years. Pick a few clips! Father also said with emotion. This year, in Tomb-Sweeping Day, my father and I took a photo of the Thousand Island Lake Chronicle Monument and the new tourist pier, and brought this embodiment of beauty to grandpa's grave. When the breeze blows, I seem to see Grandpa smiling for the prosperity of his native land, like Qian Qian, a wanderer who walked out of Chunsui County. ...

Yu Ruiyang, the second grade of Qiandao Lake Junior High School in Chun 'an County, Zhejiang Province