1. Write about leaving hometown and relatives
If I leave my hometown
Life is changeable. Maybe one day I will leave my hometown. Go start a new journey.
Suppose I leave my hometown and come to a city with beautiful mountains and clear waters. What will happen? The scenery of that city is very strange, but it is unknown to everyone, maybe because of its remote location and sparsely populated area! This city is dominated by mountain and water views, set off by flowers and tender grass, giving it a unique charm. The mountains are overlapping and extremely steep. The crystal clear rivers and mirror-like lakes add infinite charm to the city, like a charming landscape painting. There is only one idiom to describe it: "Utopia".
The people living there are not only simple and kind, but also hospitable. They just want to take care of their own one-third of an acre of land and are indifferent to other things. As long as guests come to visit, they will entertain the guests with their home-made wine and roast beef, and their life can be described as leisurely and comfortable.
This city is truly fascinating. But compared with my hometown, that kind of beauty is just like a small cloud in the blue sky, how insignificant! My hometown is the place where I grew up. In my mind, no matter how beautiful it is, it is not as beautiful as my hometown. No matter when, I will never forget my hometown. It brought me happiness and a wonderful childhood.
Oh, my hometown! No matter where I go, you are my ideal harbor! 2. Write an essay of up to 400 words about leaving your hometown.
My hometown is in a small town, which is clean and peaceful.
I have lived here for 15 years, and I am very familiar with every plant and tree here. I never thought that I would leave here one day, and of course I never thought about leaving. However, I still have to leave today.
I was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School in the city and was going to study there. Because it is too far away from home and the round trip fare is too expensive, I can only come back once a semester.
On this day, my parents took me to a small bridge at the entrance of the town. Under the bridge was a clear river. It used to flow quietly. Today, I don’t know why, drinking water suddenly became difficult. A bit turbulent. My mother held my hand and said with reluctance: "After you go, you should study hard, don't fight, don't be playful, and don't worry about the family. Your father and I are at home."
After saying that, I saw that my mother’s eyes were a little moist. "I will, don't worry, you take care of yourselves at home. I will definitely live up to your expectations. You can go back. I'm leaving. It's okay.
"Looking at my mother's tearful eyes, My father had already turned around. I didn't dare to say anything more, so I turned around and walked forward. 3. How to write an 800-word essay with the title of "Going to the Rural Areas"
Everyone has his own hometown, some in rural areas and some in cities. I also have my own hometown. My hometown is in the countryside. As we all know, before the reform and opening up, the living standard in rural areas was very poor. My grandmother said that when she was a child, there were trails everywhere. On rainy days, it was impossible to walk on the muddy trails. At that time, even a watch and a bicycle were impossible to walk on. They are all luxury goods that ordinary people cannot afford. If someone has a TV, the whole village will go to his house to watch the TV.
However, since the reform and opening up, many great changes have taken place in rural areas. The narrow paths have disappeared and turned into spacious asphalt roads. Watches and bicycles have become essential necessities for every household. Color TVs have also moved into the homes of people in our hometown. We have bid farewell to the era of black and white TVs. Refrigerators, air conditioners, computers and other household appliances have also gradually entered the daily lives of people in my hometown. Wealthy people also bought cars.
Many internationally renowned brands have also been integrated into my hometown, such as Diaopai, Haier, Wufeng Cold Food... The villagers all have joyful smiles on their faces. Every day is like Chinese New Year.
In the past, people in my hometown had to use sickles to harvest rice, but now every household in my hometown uses a harvester. It is much more convenient to harvest rice. You only need to open the harvester into the field and it will take just a few seconds. An acre of land in ten minutes is enough. Now, thanks to the addition of various technological equipment, the crop harvest is very good, and the people in my hometown are living a good life with plenty of food and clothing.
However, although the living standards of the people in my hometown are improving day by day, the traffic problem has not been greatly improved. There are not even traffic lights. This is very dangerous, so I hope *** will strengthen management of rural traffic issues.
But no matter what, the People's Revolution has brought a bright future to the people of our hometown. So please allow me to salute the people’s uncle Amen on behalf of my hometown, thank you very much. 4. A hundred-word essay about leaving my hometown
It was the first time I left my hometown where my parents cared about me, the first time I left my hometown where I was accompanied by my friends, and the first time I left my hometown where I had lived for fifteen years. , left the most familiar hometown for the first time.
It was the first time I left my hometown and came to a strange city. Here, I always felt that something was missing in my life. In the past, when I got up in the morning, the hot water for washing my face was readily available, but now I have to Fighting with many people for a water tap makes yourself very embarrassed. In the past, when you get up in the morning, the food is placed on the table, but now you have to get up early and queue up in the canteen to get food. In the past, when the weather got cooler, my parents would remind themselves that they should eat more. I put on some clothes, but now I can no longer hear my parents’ instructions. In the past, when I did something wrong, my parents would patiently educate and educate me. But now, when I do something wrong, no one will educate me as patiently as my parents. . It turns out that when I came to a strange city, what I lacked in my life was nothing else but the lack of care from my parents.
This is the first time I left my hometown and came to a strange city. Here, I always feel empty in my heart. In the past, if there was anything that I didn’t understand in my studies, my friends would put down what they were doing.
Patiently explain to yourself what you don’t understand. But now I don’t dare to ask others if I don’t understand anything, for fear that others will say I am stupid. In the past, when I had conflicts with my classmates, my friends would patiently mediate the conflicts; but now, I don’t know who can mediate the conflicts for me; In the past, when I had something on my mind, my friends were my best listeners. After listening, they would give me advice, but now I don’t know who I should talk to.
It turns out that when I came to this strange city, what I felt empty in my heart was not anything else, but the company of my friends. For the first time, I left my hometown, my parents' care, my friends' company, my most familiar place, and came to this strange city to live another kind of campus life. It may be sweet here, or it may be... It’s hard, but you have to try it yourself. 5. "The Feeling of Farewell after Leaving Home" 500-word composition
The deep feeling of farewell
I am now a fresh graduate. In the six years of study and life, I have been in the big family of No. 4 Primary School every day. Now, I am about to leave my alma mater and leave everything there, and a feeling of nostalgia arises from the bottom of my heart.
Looking back six years ago, I was still a naive and ignorant child, and now I have grown into a qualified primary school graduate. In these six years, every little thing that happened around me is unforgettable.
My classmates and I are now far apart. I want to remember every bright and flowery smiling face, as well as those who were at odds with their friends because of a trivial matter, so that I know how precious friendship is. Those mornings when the sun shines everywhere and the sound of books is blaring, and those long nights when I study hard by the lamp in the scorching heat. . Because all this has become an unreachable past. All past events can be recalled but cannot be reunited, just as no one can refuse separation. Now my heart is full of gratitude. I am grateful to every teacher who has given me selfless teachings. I am grateful to every sister who has been with me day and night and extended a helping hand to me when I was in difficulty.
In these six years, there are many things that are better than my life, there are many unforgettable moments worth recalling, and there are many unforgettable things that we want to remember.
I am reluctant to leave my alma mater because I have so many wonderful memories here. But the journey of life must continue, whether you are ready to go or not. Goodbye, classmates, you must cherish it. I will pray for everyone in my heart; "I wish you all happiness forever, forever, forever..." 6. 300-word composition for the second volume of the third grade, title: How to write about the mood of leaving your hometown
I went back to my hometown several times this year, and it made me realize that things are different now. My hometown, which was once lifeless, is now full of life. When I saw my current hometown, I was not only overjoyed, but also a little proud.
My hometown is relatively remote and very poor. People live in cave dwellings and walk along narrow paths. People's thinking is relatively backward, and they only know how to do things when the sun rises and rest when the sun sets. Despite the beautiful scenery, no one wants to develop it. Things are different now. People work hard to create beautiful scenery in their hometown. The roads turned into asphalt roads, and the houses turned into brick houses. And gradually there are tourists. Some big customers came to us to open companies and build factories, and many high-rise buildings appeared. My hometown is as majestic and proud as Beijing. My hometown now turns into a sea of ??lights at night, with all kinds of flashing neon lights and many dazzling advertisements. Inside the mountains, there are fresh and sweet air, crystal clear rivers, deep blue skies, and all kinds of charming scenery.
In spring, my hometown is dyed colorful. You can smell the elegant fragrance of flowers and grass from a distance. The petals and flowers look like an endless sea of ??flowers from a distance. In summer, the trees are lined with shade, and the sun is as red as a big fireball, dyeing my hometown red. The quiet lotus also bloomed, surrounded by lotus leaves. When people praised it as a fairy, two small pink balls appeared on its face. In autumn, my hometown turns yellow, and there are scattered leaves everywhere, covering the earth with a thick carpet. In winter, my hometown is dyed white again, and the ground is covered with snow-white quilts. The mountains are so warm that many quilts are occupied by it. 7. How to write an essay about returning to my hometown
Today, I went to my grandparents’ house. My grandparents were full of smiles, as if they were greeting us with smiles.
I remember that my grandparents took care of me when I was a child. When I was in the fourth grade, because my grandparents had to take care of my cousin who lived in the south, there was no way to take care of me anymore, so my mother took me back to my hometown to live with me. When I was a child, I Many happy times were spent.
I like to stay at my grandparents’ house the most, because my grandparents’ house is like a small happy farm. The fields are full of all kinds of vegetables and fruits. Grandpa will take us to the fields together. I have pulled carrots in the fields and picked tomatoes with my own hands. Once, I asked my grandpa: "What are the strings of green fingers hanging on the tree?" Grandpa answered me: "Sister, those are delicious bananas. You can eat them when they turn yellow." Grandpa's farmland On the other side, there are many animals, such as rabbits, puppies, roosters, ducks, white geese... etc., like a small zoo. My favorite thing is to feed rabbits. The rabbits are all furry and so cute. I really want to take them all home, but my home is a building and is not suitable for pets. It’s better to go back to my grandparents’ house when I have time, feed it, and take a look at it.
My grandparents’ home is really a happy farm, where I can get to know many animals and plants, and my grandparents will also prepare a lot of organic vegetables for us to eat. We can experience rural life and enjoy these delicacies thanks to my grandparents. Because of their hard work, we can enjoy these. Grandparents, thank you, I love you.
My favorite thing is to go back to my grandparents’ house. Every time I go back to my hometown, I can’t wait to count down the days until I can go back to my grandparents’ house, because I want to visit my favorite grandparents, and also I went back to the countryside to work as a small farmer. 8. Write a composition of about 650 words about leaving your hometown for the city.
If one day I leave my hometown
If one day I want to leave, leave my hometown, I career. I don't know if I am sad or if he is sad.
I will always remember one sentence. We are attracted to each other because we don’t understand each other, and we are separated because we understand each other. Maybe that's what we are.
Real life makes us dull. It's as plain as a lake of stagnant water, with occasional waves caused by quarrels. I determined that my love was just a beautiful mistake.
If one day, I leave. . . . . If one day, I leave; it’s because you have too many things you don’t understand, and you can only let time teach you how to love
If one day, I leave, it’s because I won’t wait in one place forever
Long waiting will make love cool down. Who can be sure that we will not meet another love again around the corner...
If one day, I leave; it’s because you don’t Understand that anger, jealousy, care, selfishness, and possessiveness are another interpretation of love
If one day, I leave; it is because I cannot accept that I am not the only favorite in my lover's heart
How can you make others feel that you, who has a rich love life, are sure that I am your only one waiting...
If one day, I leave; it is because the road of love is really full of helplessness
If one day, I leave; it’s because maybe you are destined to wait in the dark night, but I must be with the sunshine
If one day, I leave; it’s because I don’t want to be in your heart Replaced by others
If one day, I leave; I will let you look at my back, without looking back, and move forward ruthlessly to leave. At the corner, I peek at your figure with blurred tears. Disappeared in the vast sea of ??people... 9. Essay on Leaving the Countryside
At about 1 noon on October 12, 2013, the sun was very bright, and the 77-year-old Huixin walked through a field of green and yellow with a hoe on his shoulder. rice fields, the rice is about to be harvested.
In his memory, because there is a sequence for planting, the rice in the village also matures in a sequence. Whoever's rice ripens first will ask other people to help harvest it, and the process will be carried out in sequence. Nowadays, this tradition has long been unsustainable, because his family is the only one left to grow rice in the village.
In fact, the villagers are just like the rice that matures successively, being harvested by the city in batches. The remaining "late ripeners" are abandoned in the fields, lonely and lonely. Large areas of fertile farmland were abandoned at the same time, covered with weeds and withered and yellow like rusty swords.
This is Wengyuan County in northern Guangdong. Not many people in the countryside know what modernization is, but in the past ten or twenty years, everything has been silently subverted by modernization.
They are involved in a hierarchical structure built by the state and the market in the process of modernization. Those who remain in the countryside, as Zygmunt Bauman, a giant of contemporary sociology, revealed, have become "population waste" eliminated and abandoned by this hierarchical structure.
The mechanism of social change is so cruel that people don’t realize whether they can adapt—because they must adapt.
Ways of Escape
Except this time, Xiapai Village has never appeared in any news reports.
The new wife, Qi Po, came out of the kitchen and stood by the abandoned well at the door. There were 8 hens around her feet. There was no one else in the whole alley. Opposite the kitchen is a row of white one-story buildings with five rooms, where the family now lives.
This was not their home originally, but the home of Huixin's clan brother. The four clan brothers, one and a half, have all moved away from the village and went to live in the county town.
Originally there were nearly 200 people in Xiapai Village. Starting in the 1990s, people left in batches, and now there are only 4 households with 12 people left. The 12 people in these four households are: Huixin, Qipao, their son Daneng, their daughter-in-law Daneng's sister-in-law, a grandson and a granddaughter; Aguang and his wife Axian; Youquan and his wife Achun and their two-year-old granddaughter Xiao Fei; first article.
Among them, Youquan's family and Aguang's family have already bought houses in the county and may move out at any time. Chuwen's family rents in the county and will leave sooner or later. Now it seems that the only ones who can hold on to this village are the Huixin family.
The houses in the village are very dilapidated. What destroyed them is not time, but lack of popularity. In the final analysis, it is a process called "modernization".
The first batch of people to leave the village were those who had "work units". For example, Huixin's brother is a teacher, and Asui is a retired soldier. Because "we had a work unit" and our family members were accommodated, the whole family left. The relocation of these people occurred around the end of the 1980s and had nothing to do with modernization or marketization. It was part of the process of people who had been incorporated into the state system fleeing the countryside.
The second batch was in the early 1990s. After putting aside the debate about the surname of capitalists and surnames of society, the economy began to develop by leaps and bounds. People with brains go out and do construction, and gradually become contractors, developers, or other businesses.
The third group, from the late 1990s to the present, is mainly young labor force. They went to the Pearl River Delta to work, saved some money, bought a house, and settled their families in the county. Or a young man who has grown up, gone to college, found a job, and taken his family away.
The fourth group is Youquan, Aguang and some people earlier than them. After working hard in the countryside all their lives, they used their life savings to buy houses in the county. At this time, houses are already too expensive, and some people who cannot afford to buy a house go to the county to rent a house.
The first three groups are a minority in most rural areas, while the fourth group occupies the majority. Farmers use the income they have accumulated from working hard in the countryside for half a lifetime or even a lifetime to dream of a city, and use their hard-earned money to feed the city.
This process is a bit like sifting chaff. First some rice heads come out, then some young chaff, and finally some useless particles that are too large are left. The remaining people continue to live in the countryside.
This is also a subtle process of value evaluation. In the 1980s, everyone was the same, growing food for a living, no matter how high or low they were. In the 1990s, after the opportunities provided by the market slowly emerged, the value of people changed. The sooner those who have the ability to connect with the development trend, the sooner they will gain wealth, and the sooner they leave the countryside, the more respected they will be. Group after group, people are objectified, their social status is graded based on their economic ability, they are admired, or they are abandoned.
This change has made "leaving the countryside" the most common value in the countryside. No matter what you do after leaving, the rest will be a shame.