The countryside is an enviable and dreamy place in my eyes. The smoke from the kitchen at dusk, the path where the sheep came back, the adobe house in the sunset, the small river bed that has gradually dried up, the dense grove in front of the house and the fragrant rape flowers behind the house ... I love the country, cling to the smell of the country, and like the green fields. But that trip to the countryside completely broke my dreamy reverie and left a deep impression on me.

Walking on the bumpy road, I recalled my grandmother's home when I was a child. At that time, the air was very fresh, colorful wildflowers were everywhere, the fragrance of wheat and rape was scattered in front of and behind the house, small fish were chasing and playing in the clear stream, and occasionally groups of puppies were seen playing by the river. At dusk, the colorful flaming clouds came up, and a kitten could be seen "jumping" out of the Woods by the roadside. On midsummer night, I snuggled up in my grandmother's arms, and with a feeling of awe and excitement, I listened to her childhood stories again and again, feeling her joy and sadness at that time.

I thought to myself: Grandma's house is coming soon. It must be the same as before. It is still my familiar country, my familiar paths and bamboo forests ...

With fond memories, I unconsciously came to the village gate. Huh? When did you have such a gorgeous door? When will the market be as lively as the city? Further on, there are no beautiful wild flowers on both sides of the road, instead of some white plastic bags and toxic substances. When I came to the field, I thought I still saw the green wheat seedlings. Now, unlike before, white greenhouses are blocking and covering the crops, making them "dark" and cultivating them into "flowers in the greenhouse". I understand that the countryside has developed and prospered, so it is unimaginable. However, I still came to the Woods with the only hope left in my childhood memory, only to see that the big trees have lost their former style and become bent and askew. I feel sorry for the big trees that used to sway with the wind. I walked step by step to the depths of the forest. Unexpectedly, there was no tree at all, leaving only bare and ugly stumps. Only then did I understand that the front is just some "illusions". This makes me angry, sad and sad. Cross a stream again, and it will be grandma's house.

it's almost dusk. This unrecognizable stream surprised me. A piece of advertising paper floated across the water, and some white plastic bags looked at me mercilessly. The river was mixed with mud and sand and became muddy. Small fish are floating on the water, rolling their eyes and bellies ... What's worse, a lot of sewage has flowed out from factories not far from here, and the children are ignorant to throw some cans and waste products into the stream. At this point, I can't bear to watch, and I don't know how to cross the river in confusion. Is this still the country?

when I looked into the sky, it was dark, and some factories emitted some waste gas from big chimneys from time to time. I admit that the countryside has developed, but at the same time, it has also caused great pollution to the environment.

when I came to my grandmother's house, I was even more confused. A gorgeous two-story building appeared in front of my eyes. Is this grandma's house? I rang the doorbell in fear and trembling, and it was my grandmother who appeared in front of me. When grandma saw me coming, she cooked for me with joy. I thought it was still firewood, but grandma used modern gas. The countryside has changed and become like the city. On the table, some cosmetic bottles and jars are scattered ...

I can't imagine what the future countryside will look like, but the present countryside has left a deep impression on me!