The times are constantly changing, and we should learn and grow amidst the changes. Below are the essays I compiled on the topic of change. You are welcome to read them.
Changes
Thirty years can be said to be a blink of an eye! Thirty years of reform and opening up have benefited the lives of every Chinese.
I heard from my mother that in the era of voucher supply during the planned economy, you could buy at most two new clothes a year, and they were ordinary plain cloth. Now every little angel has at least several sets of clothing that are of good style and quality and can be worn in different seasons.
The supply of food is even more unforgettable for my mother. You can buy meat with a ticket, and you don’t have to choose between fat and thin portions. You have to wait in long queues in the open air, and you have to worry about whether there will be goods to buy when it is your turn. arrive. When my mother was a teenager, what she was most afraid of was having her parents yell at her to queue up. She often said stiffly when accepting this task: "I would rather not eat meat than queue up."
Thirty years ago, many families had only one room. The almost identical layout was to put a bed or a large cupboard in the middle of the house, and draw a curtain to separate the room into two rooms. The front is the living room and dining room, and those with better conditions can prepare one or two small mats or small wooden stools; families with many children must be designed with bunk beds, and behind the bed is the integration of another bedroom and storage room. Now, with three bedrooms and one living room, most people have their own independent kingdom, and the excitement is self-evident.
In the late 1980s, boiling water could only be supplied during the morning boiler room supply time to ensure the need throughout the day. Nowadays, when I sit at work and reach out to the water dispenser to fill up with purified water, I feel so uncomfortable.
There are also changes in communication tools. In the 1980s, hand-cranked telephones were used, and sometimes it took a whole day to get through. In the 1990s, BB machines and paging signals called at any time. By the turn of the millennium, Big Brother had become a status symbol again. Today in the 21st century, everyone has more than one mobile phone in their hand. No matter where they go, they are close to each other, achieving both work efficiency and economic benefits.
All the changes in the past thirty years have made me deeply moved, but what I have experienced is only a small microcosm of the lives of millions of Chinese people. The great achievements China has made in its thirty years of reform and opening up are hard-won. I believe that the motherland will become more and more prosperous and the people's lives will become better and better!
Changes
? Oops! Why did you lose the skipping rope again! My that At that time, a pen and an eraser could last for a year until I graduated from middle school. My mother started to be verbose again. I said impatiently: "Isn't it just a skipping rope? What's the big deal? It's not worth much money!" My mother said: "This is not a matter of money." Frugality is a virtue. I still have the skipping rope I had when I was a kid!? Ah? I really want to see my mom’s skipping rope when I was a kid. So I said: "I don't believe it, show me!" Not to be outdone, my mother said, "Just look!" She took out a skipping rope as she spoke.
Oh, I have seen this skipping rope before, as if I have had it since I can remember. The skipping rope is very simple, it is just a thin and long white thread inside, wrapped in a thick green plastic skin on the outside. I touched it again, haha, it doesn't look like a rope, it's just a dead branch! I was secretly amazed and amazed, thinking: There is such a skipping rope in the world this year, it is really an antique. I began to observe it further: the handle for people to hold only had a white plastic tube on it, and just made a ring. It was very simple. Maybe it's been too long, and the plastic has become so hard that it has no elasticity at all. Mom said: "Don't look down on it. When we were young, if we could have such a skipping rope, our classmates would be envious to death." It was it that brought infinite happiness to my childhood. ?
And our current skipping rope is much better than it. Red, green, blue, purple, flower? All kinds. Not only are they colorful, they are also very flexible. Some skipping ropes are embedded with small sequins, and some can be counted by themselves. When it comes to skipping today, compared with my mother’s time, it’s simply a huge difference. Our lives now have changed a lot compared to when my mother was a child. Now we have everything we want, everything. But what about us? But we still pick and choose, whether this is good or not. I haven't used a skipping rope for a few days. I either lost it or I don't like it and I have to buy a new one.
Not only skipping rope, but also clothes, socks, books, toys? They all like the new and dislike the old. Therefore, we must carry forward the virtue of frugality and start from small things.
Changes
I used to be afraid that things would change and people would change, but now I am most afraid that things will end and people will be separated.
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People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes.
I remember the name of my childhood friend, scenes about you vaguely come to mind, and I vaguely think of our smiles. You once told me excitedly that we were the one who stayed the longest in the class. You smiled and said that we should also be at the same table in junior high school! I laughed and said lightly: "Okay?", but my heart was extremely surging. . In the sixth grade, because of my mother, I left my hometown and had to face a group of unfamiliar faces. I wonder if this is regarded as inhumanity?
One night, I was in front of the desk, biting my tongue. I want to fill my pen with the glory of our past six years. I am afraid that I will forget it after a while, but it seems that we have nothing in these six years. We are just walking side by side northward, and then we are separated by the sky without saying goodbye. .
The people who once said we would never be separated are already scattered in the world.
I don’t know if it’s because of the unfamiliar environment, but my personality has become a lot more indifferent, and I’ve become much more silent in the crowd. You are my first friend here, not a classmate. You came to my long-sleeping world like a torch in that cold winter. That winter, although it was cold, was full of warmth. You taught me how to play badminton, ride a bicycle, and skate? But I was never good at words. I don't know your name, haha, it seems like you are destined to become a stranger. I only know that I was in the sixth grade and you were in the first grade of junior high school. I only know how many buildings in the same neighborhood there are, but I don’t know which floor they are on. Thinking about the days when I was an idiot with you, it was my happiest time. In junior high school, we were busy with each other and gradually became alienated in the crowd?
In the first and second years of junior high school, we met several times on the way to school and on the campus. I smiled at you like an idiot, but You never responded once and walked past me calmly. I know that you are in your first year of high school and are spreading your wings in the high school of your dreams.
Many people and things that we thought we would never forget in our lives are forgotten by us in the days when we never forget them.
Human figures are rushing around, and strange faces are changing around us. Do they meet, get to know each other, and then separate again?
Changes
At that time, time walked on the back of winter again. After completing a journey,
The wind of the season once again sent warm blessings,
Walking on the path of memory,
Leaving only a paragraph behind me Sad thoughts?
In a leisurely afternoon, I casually opened the book in my hand, and rows of clear words danced in front of my eyes like elves. Sitting down and reading "Past Things" with my heart, I fell into deep thought without realizing it. I accidentally looked in the mirror and felt that I was no longer the innocent, cute and childish little girl in my parents' eyes. A moment of epiphany: This is change! I understand, the years are changing ruthlessly, and life is also quietly wandering with the years, gradually drifting away, harvesting, growing, sad, and happy. This is how everyone changes. Facts that cannot be solved. Mao Zedong said: If Heaven is sentimental, Heaven will also grow old. ?The same is true for the sky, not to mention people?
When we lie on the desk exuding a strong aroma of books, quietly listening to the melody of time, when we are busy walking on the beach, looking back at the line behind us When we see the crooked, deep and shallow footprints, when we find in front of our mother that her clear, watery eyes have begun to become cloudy, when you carefully appreciate the rhythm of the clock every second and appreciate the rhythm and movement, have you discovered that the second hand Jumping from one second to another, like our heartbeat, powerful and rhythmic?
A person sits lonely by the window, with the breeze blowing, looking up at the vast and infinite blue sky, and slowly Aftertaste. Looking at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, looking at the artistic conception of rolling clouds in the sky, I suddenly realized that two simple and complex changes are so wonderful. I am glad that I was not careless and did not inadvertently omit this beautiful picture! Repeatedly and savored it carefully? A meaningful quote comes to mind: Life is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of discovery. I know: the beauty in life is precisely because of these quiet and non-stop changes. From cells as small as cells to as large as the universe, they are all beautiful because of changes.
Changes
In the southeast of Shanxi, there is a city with a long history, that is Changzhi. During the Warring States Period, Changzhi was the capital of the State of Zhao. My grandma lives in Changzhi, and Changzhi is my "second hometown". The mountains and rivers here are beautiful. After the reform and opening up, the changes here have been earth-shaking. My hometown, Changzhi, has become more beautiful, richer, and developing faster. I looked at my thriving new hometown with joy, and I couldn't be more happy.
Look, the small square there is full of greenery and the fragrance of flowers is fragrant; the beautiful garden is full of flowers and clusters of flowers, like a beautiful picture; no matter early in the morning or at night, many people gather there Many men, women, and children dance, exercise, chat, and enjoy the changes brought about by reform and opening up; at night, the musical fountain dances to the music like a beautiful flower fairy; buildings rise from the ground one after another There are rows of high-rise buildings; wide, flat asphalt roads lead to all directions, with vehicles flowing continuously; various modern entertainment facilities have been built: youth activity centers, zoos, playgrounds? Railway stations have been built more beautifully, and airports have also been built. After getting up, the transportation is very convenient. I can really go wherever I want. When you walk into an electrical appliance store, you will be dazzled by the dazzling variety of products. The old black-and-white TVs have been retired, and have been replaced by rear-projection color TVs, high-definition color TVs, and LCD color TVs?
In the past, my grandma said that this place used to be dilapidated and old, and the roads were all paved. It's uneven, and it gets muddy when it rains. You'll fall down if you're not careful when walking. When it doesn't rain, there's dust everywhere. Even the most prosperous West Street is only 4 or 5 meters wide; people live in bungalows, and there are no buildings at all in the city except the city hall; when it is hot, you can only fan yourself, and you have to burn wood and briquettes to cook , clothes have to be washed by hand, and food becomes stale after being stored for a long time. In the past, I could only eat half a catty of eggs per month, and eating meat was equivalent to celebrating the New Year. I often ate sweet potatoes, cabbage, and dried radishes. I had to make my own clothes, and I needed a ticket to buy anything. , extreme lack of material.
Changzhi is developing and progressing day by day. Now Changzhi is one of the top ten charming cities in the country. I believe that Changzhi’s future will be even more brilliant!