, the small town is wandering around

Author: Biantang Wushi

, the small town is wandering around

I thought it was just a joke, but it seemed to be true, otherwise no one in the country would know it?

Of course, this is fake!

However, I still don’t believe it. This seems a bit too much, right? I guess she hasn’t lived here for a day since she was a child, right? At best, she is just her ancestral home, right?

Yes, but ancestral home is the root of everyone. Whether she has lived on this land or not, she has an irreplaceable position in her heart.

Well, it makes sense. What we Chinese care about the most is our own countryside.

Yes, right, do you see the chimneys on the other side of the river? As he said that, Zitong pointed to the two large chimneys with smoke in the distance.

I looked up and saw two large chimneys standing far away, with white smoke gushing. I was puzzled and asked, "It's a power plant?" Why did you suddenly get on top again?

Hahaha, you don’t know? I heard that it is the most important tax revenue owner in Shimen. The reason why this power plant can be placed in Shimen is because of Shao Hua.

What do you mean? What is Shao Hua’s contribution?

Of course, listen to me, that's it. I heard that Huaneng Group was going to Changde to invest in a power plant. At the beginning, it was planned to be placed in Deshan, which was the city. However, the Shimen County Government knew about this and wanted to fight for it. So the county magistrate and the secretary took Shimen local specialties to BJ and found Shao Hua. When he talked about his purpose, Shao Hua naturally had no choice. Since the elders of his hometown asked for his subordinates, he would make some contribution to his hometown no matter what. So he called the leader on the spot and said that Shimen County is a poor mountainous area and there is no industry. He hoped that Huaneng Group could help.

After listening to it, I couldn't help but be shocked, thinking that this was too incredible, how could it be possible? Just this? A call that was so big, a few billion yuan investment was done?

Well, yes, this is still fake. At that time, the county towns spread, and it was said that Shao Hua was from the Shimen, otherwise how could he fall into the Shimen?

Oh, so that's it, so that's it. I murmured to myself, it seems that the book was really wrong in the past. This "someone in the court is easy to be an official" really makes some sense.

We walked all the way and chatted, and soon arrived at the pedestrian street. When we came out just now, night had just fallen and it was still a little bright. In a blink of an eye, the sky turned completely dark, and the street lights on the roadside gradually lit up, red, green, yellow, and colorful, making the whole street beautifully embellished.

When you enter the street, you will see all kinds of shop signs. "Jinba Men's Clothing" is the choice of high-end men; "village shops" are the paradise for greedy people; "one-yuan quality" is suitable for low-cost people. There are also some famous sayings on the lampposts on both sides, so that people who come to shop can learn a lot of knowledge and life principles at any time, such as "Everyone who has virtue will be given to me even if I am in the year", "There are three things to read, which means that the heart is coming, the eyes are coming, and the mouth is coming", etc. There are many brick carvings, wood carvings, stone carvings, and the characters are vivid, the dragon and phoenix are auspicious, the lion dances with balls, the four gentlemen in the flowers, etc.

The New Year has not passed, the children have not started school, and the people who work have not left home yet. The weather is not cold on the plane, so pedestrians come and go on the road, bustling, some are happily shopping for shops, some are leisurely walking, with laughter and joy everywhere.

As I walked, I reached the end of the street. After coming out, I found that on both sides of some streets, there were many tung trees transplanted from the 1950s and 1960s standing like guards, which were particularly eye-catching. These tung trees have a breast diameter of at least sixty or seventy centimeters thick, with rough trunks like crocodile skin. Although they have no leaves, they can be imagined. In summer, the scene of the sun covering the sun is covered with curved branches and intertwined branches extending in all directions, either upright or inclined slender branches trembled under the breeze, sometimes swinging and sometimes swaying, and yellow leaves rustling.

They stand tall and straight on both sides of the street, lush and lush, and become a major landscape on the road. The tung tree has ornamental characteristics, adopts different configurations to form various ornamental effects, and selects corresponding stagnant, drug-absorbing, and sound-silenced tree species to improve the purification effect. The tung tree has majestic and upright shape, with large and lush leaves, large crowns, and fast growth. It also has strong anti-smoke and dust ability, few diseases and insects, and has extremely strong adaptability to the urban environment.

It's winter now, and the leaves on the trunk have long turned golden. The cold wind suddenly rises, and the leaves fall down one after another. I clearly heard the sound of falling. They were very ordinary leaves, as big as palms. They were really silently blooming, and the leaves were falling. The leaves were scratched! I couldn't bear to fall, and I bent down to pick up a fallen leaf. It seemed that I felt it was talking to me. What was it talking about?

On the slightly yellow leaves, there are still the once vigorous green veins that stretch. You can still see its once lush green, its once vibrant and bright, its once shaded sun, its once sunny, its once rainy weather, its just a cycle of reincarnation and reproduction, which is an irreversible fact. Therefore, when the leaves peel off from the branches, they are crisp and cheerful. They come and go, so relaxed and happy, without any worries.

Yes, life is continuous and progressive. New life cannot be stopped or replaced by the death of old life. The quietly falling leaves have no vitality as they once were and no traces left in our brains. However, after it falls to the ground, it still silently does its unfinished things, and only engraves the years in our hearts.

There were rows of tung trees everywhere on the roads in Pengcheng District, but a few years ago, a mayor named Wang Shilong cut down the tree, and it was called "Lightening City". Now standing on Huaihai Road, at first glance, it was bare and bright, but what kind of thing it is? You know, these trees are not only trees, but also a symbol of culture, representing the past of the city, and silently telling its history and connotation.

We walked along the Lishui River and walked to the left at a bridge. Not long after, we arrived at Shimen No. 1 Middle School. Zitong stood in front of the door and watched for a long time. Although she had only been studying here for one year, she was full of her youthful dreams. I joked about her and said, "What's wrong? You can't bear to leave?" Otherwise, you go to school. Anyway, I can support you now. You are not 19 years old and are not old."
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