5th grade of primary school 20 years after looking at hometown model 5

Twenty years will change a lot in your hometown, but you are also quite bold, aren't you afraid that your classmates will see it?

A change in hometown.

In the past 30 years of reform and opening up, my hometown has undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the past, the houses in my hometown were low-rise bungalows with small spaces and dim lighting. The roads in my hometown are even more potholed and uneven, and when it rains, the already potholed paths become muddy and difficult to walk, and my feet are covered with mud. At night, there are no street lights, it is pitch black, and you can't see your fingers.

Not only is it inconvenient to travel, but there is also a hint of gloom.

Now, the changes in my hometown can be described as dramatic. Food, clothing, housing and transportation are more convenient than before. We also have a tall, beautiful building, big and well-lit.

The best thing for me is that I also have my own study space – my bedroom used to be both a bedroom and a dad's study. Now there are renovated asphalt roads under the windows. At night, the rows of street lamps look ridiculous like a one-eyed giant, but they make the road bright and smooth.

Now I often play with my friends on the side of the wide, smooth road with bright lights. On rainy days, the road only looks wet, but it is no longer muddy and difficult to walk.

A series of low bungalows, beautiful and tall buildings; Reaching out and not seeing the five fingers, the bright light; What a contrast between the muddy path and the flat road!

Reform and opening up has enabled us to have a new world, and reform and opening up has also made us a happy teenager who has grown up under the sun. Our group of students who have benefited from reform and opening up. Thank you, dear Motherland! Thanks for the reform and opening up!

Pick me!

Return to the heart like an arrow, looking through the autumn water.

I want to see through my eyes and haunt my dreams.

The leaves fall back to the roots, and the wood seeks fish.

It is difficult to leave the homeland, and the fallen leaves return to the roots.

Morning thoughts and twilight dreams, dreams and vernacular.

The local sound is difficult to change, and it is known in other places.

Uprooted from home, lying down and not waking up.

Thoughts of the perch.

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I have changed from a silly little boy to a very famous singer in the music world.

As soon as I got off the plane, I couldn't believe my eyes, my hometown was a small mountain town with an airport, and I couldn't help but sigh that my hometown had changed so much! The area around the airport and in the city is full of high-rise buildings, and the streets are crowded with people and ......trafficI walked and watched in a daze, and walked like a headless fly, walking around in the wrong direction. I happened to run into an old classmate, it turned out that he was already a world table tennis champion and had just retired not long ago, and then we decided to visit our alma mater.

As soon as I entered the gate, a smell of osmanthus came to my nose, which made the underbirth more refreshing, and the students were more serious in class. They also ask us for advice from time to time. Eventually, they became popular with flying skateboards, and we were amazed when we saw them, but we couldn't learn them.

There will also be no reflective words on the blackboard in the classroom such as the cover, if anyone can't read the word clearly, the blackboard will enlarge the word so that the students can see it clearly. Later we saw a familiar figure in the crowd, ah! Our homeroom teacher when we were young.

I immediately stepped forward to greet him, holding the teacher's hand tightly and refusing to let go for a long time. The teacher is still so young, so amiable and attentive to educate the students.

I love my alma mater, and I love my hometown 20 years later!