Kangju Village, my home, village renovation depends on everyone, and I urgently need to write an ess

During the holidays, I came to the countryside and experienced a different kind of beauty.

Everywhere there was a patch of turquoise, green crops, green grass. The green of the countryside, the green is intense, the green is bold, it is a kind of wild beauty, like an untamed wild horse galloping between heaven and earth. As far as the eye can see, rows of tiled houses are lined up at the end of the sky and blend with the horizon.

I used to see the countryside is a house made of mud, but now life is better, the waist is bulging, the countryside has also changed, the original dilapidated earthen house is gone, a small building rises from the ground, the setting is noble and elegant, spacious and bright, and you can add garages on both sides, like the garden, every spring in front of the house and behind the house is a thick green, only a white belt, take you through this green "forest". When you come to the field, a piece of gold, facing the autumn wind blowing from the high surface, makes you feel the autumn high and refreshing. On the day of the autumn harvest, you come to the golden wheat field, only to see busy robots working tirelessly in the guessing hall, why don't you see people working?

The original tools are labor-intensive, low-yielding, and inefficient, but people have long been replaced by robots. Just lie at home and watch TV. There is a controller on each worker, just enter the amount of work done per day on the controller, and it will automatically come back when it is done.

How, it's high-tech enough.

A primary school was built in the village, and the newly built school building shone in the sun. The sound of reading came from the teaching building, and the sound of reading was a symphony that inspired people to forge ahead! The children who are admitted to the university are the first people in the countryside to leave the mountains.

When they return to their hometowns, they ask this and that, and the countryside has changed too much.

The beautiful countryside, although not as prosperous as the city, has its own seclusion.

In spring, the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, the flowers are fragrant and the birds are singing, and there is a kind of vigorous beauty everywhere, and a kind of natural and simple tranquility is revealed everywhere. In the distance, on the mountain, it was green, but not so lonely, because flocks of lively birds sang on the branches.

The brook at the foot of the mountain is shallow, and the shallowest part is no more than my knees, and the deepest part is not higher than my shoulders. Every summer, I go back to my hometown as usual. Every time I go back to my hometown, the first place I play is the stream at the bottom of the mountain, and I love to go there not only because the stream is clear and clean, but also because there are many long, big rocks on the stream that are taller than me.

These stones allow me to rest on them, the sun shining brightly, the gentle breeze on the ground, and the tinkling of the stream.

I don't know what this place has, the geographical location, the human environment, the current situation.