The implementation of the household contract responsibility system has undoubtedly greatly liberated the productive forces, which is of epoch-making significance in the history of agricultural development in China. The resulting social changes have completely changed farmers, rural areas and agriculture in China. Almost at the same time as Xiaogang Village, the first person to eat crabs was the Rabbit Lake Wei Brigade of Wan Yu Commune in Huarong County, Yueyang City, Hunan Province, which opened the bottle cap of Hunan Daoxiang harvest history.
1980, at the age of 23, my parents got married. In the first month of the following year, our village completed the distribution of Shan Ye to households. Since then, mountain forest resources have not been adjusted for 39 years, and farmland 199 1 year has been basically fixed for 29 years.
1982, I was born in a social home in Chaxinyuan. The social house is a public grain depot with two rooms in one building. When the collective was dissolved, my grandfather took the structural materials of the social house bought by 20 yuan from the group as the "materials" for building a new house, and his parents lived in the social house temporarily after they got married. 1984, under the leadership of my grandfather, my parents demolished the house in the community and built two adobe houses next to my ancestral home.
During the five years from my birth to my grandfather's death in 1987, I fully felt lucky as the eldest grandson of my family, and I was able to enjoy my grandfather's knees and get the love of a large family of elders. Besides, my grandmother's house is just across a river, only 100 meters away. I can imagine how precious and happy my childhood was. I basically enjoy the delicious food and fun at home. If my family and grandma kill chickens, there will be chicken legs for me to eat. It was not until the birth of my younger brother and younger brother eight years later that another life style as a brother was opened.
There are many parents, brothers and sisters, seven brothers and sisters and three brothers and sisters. My parents are the oldest. My youngest aunt and uncle are only five years older than me. I basically play with them, go door to door, go up the mountain and down the river, and have their care. My childhood has a special warmth. Bit by bit, the memory is as clear as yesterday. I remember when I was five years old, one day, my brother-in-law and Gu Jun and I went to the back of the house to mow the grass with a sharpened knife. I have just arrived in the mountains. When I was cutting grass roots with a knife, the tip of the knife stuck into my knee, and the incision was deep. I cried loudly at that time. Gu Jun picked me up and checked, and then hurriedly asked my brother-in-law to take me back, treated the wound and put up a plaster. The scar on my knee is still there. Every time I see that scar, I think of that time. Gu Jun took good care of me. When I was a child, I liked to sleep with Gu Jun and listen to her telling stories and guessing riddles. Another time, when I just came home from school, my father called me from the opposite mountain and told me that my little brother caught me two dragonflies and put them on the windowsill. At that time, I liked dragonflies best, and my little brother always tried his best to get me what I wanted. When I was in kindergarten, my uncle was in the fourth grade. Sanlishan Road has saved me a lot of falls, and I am not afraid of high mountains and deep valleys.
I grew up under the care of my relatives, selfless and profound. Gu Jun and Xiao Jiu are the most fatherly and motherly relatives among the elders who take care of me, and they are also the patrons who should be grateful to repay me when I grow up.
However, due to natural reasons, both my sponsors left me. How unfair God is to them in the other world. I passed away in a hurry when I was in my prime, leaving only this irreparable kindness, which has always haunted me. Looking at the starry sky at night in a foreign land, I wonder how you have been in heaven these years. I wonder if you can feel your ignorant nephew's deep thoughts today?
1988, my parents built four adobe houses in Guzhunyi. The foundation was given to us by my grandmother as a dowry. Later, the small pieces of foundation replaced on the north and south sides could meet the farming needs of our family. My brother was born here two years later. I clearly remember that at noon shortly after the Mid-Autumn Festival, I picked pears under Mao Gu's pear tree and went home before lunch. My grandmother told me that my mother gave birth to a younger brother. I ran to my mother's bed and saw my pink brother. Since then, my younger brother has come into my life, and together with many of my cousins, he has brought novelty, surprise, happiness, joy, excitement, motivation, pride and practical feelings and changes to my life.
Four adobe houses in Guzhuqi lived for 27 years. In these four adobe houses, our two brothers spent a truly innocent childhood and a young boy with the hard work and diligence of their parents. 27 years of ups and downs, ups and downs, have turned into unforgettable family ties. Of course, I can't forget the life of borrowing money, grain, oil and salt at home a few years ago. In addition to thanking those who have helped us, I should remember that today's work is hard-won. The hardships and tribulations of life have become parents' advice. I should study hard. Although I am dull by nature, I knew from an early age that the only thing that can reassure my parents is to study hard, so I have always had a good attitude and worked hard.
My brother and I need to get married, which determines my parents' helpless and heroic move to build a house for the third time in their lives. Although there was little savings at home at that time, it was imperative to build a house. This is a two-story building in Tea Heart Garden, which was built on 20 15. This is just a humble residence, with no luxurious decorations and luxuries. This is a humble abode. It is conceivable that building a house three times a year in 3/kloc-0 will bring a burden to parents.
The country's reform and opening up has greatly accelerated the development of rural areas. Family is countless bells tied on national ropes. The household contract responsibility system kicked off the domestic reform, and the implementation of the foreign reform policy attracted countless rural laborers, and my uncle was one of them. After his grandfather died, when he was only 13 or 14 years old, he began to travel around and work in Liuyang, Jiangxi and Guangdong. In my impression, he always leaves at the beginning of the year and returns at the end of the year. Sometimes he doesn't even go home for the New Year. Although my third aunt is a fellow villager, they met outside. The outside world can only get a glimpse when his uncle returns from the Spring Festival.
My hometown belongs to the typical Anhua mountain area, which is either a ditch or a ridge. In the mid-1990s, the spring breeze and spring rain of poverty alleviation finally moistened our small mountain village. 1995 and 1996, I used the time at the end of the first year to organize road repair spontaneously in groups according to the method of door-to-door segmentation. This process is well understood by my colleagues. In the first three years at the turn of the century, the sound of tractors finally sounded in the barren valley.
With roads, all materials transportation has a foundation. 1Feb. 30th, 1997, the circuit is completed, and it will arrive at home before the Chinese New Year. At 9 o'clock in the evening, the electricity was turned on. At that time, I fell asleep. My dad called my uncle's house and said it was a phone call. I turned on the light bulb excitedly and ended my day with kerosene lamps. At this time, it has been 137 years since joseph swan, an Englishman, invented the electric light. The two-phase voltage from Liaojiaping Reservoir is insufficient and unstable, which can barely meet the lighting demand, and sometimes the TV can't move, let alone high-power electrical appliances and construction. A few years before the electricity was turned on, I became a small electrician in the community with a little circuit knowledge of junior high school physics. I can change light bulbs, connect sockets and repair circuits, including turning on TV and playing videos.
After the 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, the process of poverty alleviation was obviously accelerated. In the second half of 20 15, the government invested to completely solve the problem of electricity consumption, rearrange the lines and connect the three-phase electricity. There are three gratifying things in 20 18. First, cement roads are connected to households, second, tap water is connected to households, and third, wireless networks are connected as needed. These are basic living facilities, but they have only been realized in recent years. Maybe many people can't imagine it, and they haven't experienced it, but for my folks, these are all realities. Another epoch-making policy of rural reform is to completely abolish agricultural tax from 2006, which has been a basic tax system for thousands of years. It must be said that the abolition is the result of the progress of human society and the rapid economic development of China.
The changes in my hometown in recent years are enormous, which can not be separated from the unremitting efforts of the villagers themselves, but more importantly, thanks to the party's precise poverty alleviation policy and the overall situation of the country. My village is just a microcosm. From rural areas to cities to every corner of the motherland, from farmers to workers to all walks of life, the living standards have undergone earth-shaking changes. Of course, the 70-year reform was carried out on the basis of ending internal and external oppression, overthrowing three mountains and establishing a new China.
This October is the glorious October of the grand ceremony and the October when patriotic feelings are fully ignited. The series of celebrations centered on the military parade are magnificent, generous and elegant, with an orderly scale and a blend of ceremony and music. This October, like a dazzling red sun, crossed the sky and brought time into germination. But when I opened the flash video of I Love You China again, I immediately fell into an uncontrollable mood. It's not that I'm melodramatic, it's not that you're fragile, because I clearly see the hot tears on your face.
Just after one o'clock in the morning, you rushed to Tiananmen Square to line up with the crowd. As soon as the floodgate opened, the first wave rushed in. When the flag-raising soldiers crossed the Jinshui Bridge, you were already at the forefront of the sea of people in Tiananmen Square. Whether you are standing or sitting, whether you are in a wheelchair or on the shoulders of your loved ones, you are a drop of water in the ocean of people. The father held the child high and the son carried his father on his shoulder. Your faces are always staring ahead, and they happen to be in good order. With the graceful and agile swing of the flag raiser, the loud national anthem sounded at the same time, and countless eyes turned to the slowly rising five-star red flag. At this moment when the sun crosses the horizon, in the heart of the motherland, the ceremony of never-ending wind, frost, rain and snow from cold to summer is calling everyone in China.
And you, this brother, you said that this is your lifelong wish and a witness to the patriotic feelings handed down from generation to generation.
When Chang 'an Avenue began to be busy, people's leaving footsteps were absorbed by the melody of I Love You China. After experiencing doubt, search, surprise and excitement, I finally waved the red flag in my hand and sang with the joy in my heart. I saw you staring at the Monument to the People's Heroes with tears in your eyes, trembling and reading "Immortality of the People's Heroes", so moved and sentimental.
The first flash show I saw in My People, My Motherland was the one in Orange Island, Changsha. The beautiful rhythm and the form of public participation are refreshing and impressive. Later, I learned that this is the "Flash Series Activities-Singing My People, My Motherland is in the Spring Festival" program launched by the news channel. There are eight performances altogether. The previous seven performances were performed in Beijing Capital International Airport, Shenzhen North Railway Station, Sansha, Gulangyu Island in Xiamen, Kuanzhai Lane in Chengdu, Yellow Crane Tower in Wuhan and Ruyuan New Age Civilization Practice Center in Guangdong. Subsequently, my people, my motherland "I Love You China", "Ode to Heroes" and other flash activities swept the country.
The feature of flash flash is that it doesn't need a gorgeous stage or a professional singer, as long as someone from China can sing this song. The work adopts the style of combining lyricism and passion, and skillfully combines beautiful and moving melody with simple and sincere lyrics, expressing people's sincere attachment and sincere praise for the great motherland. In the first person, I told the story that "I and my motherland" are closely connected and inseparable in an instant, and compared "I" and "my motherland" to children and mothers, and "my motherland" and "I" to the sea and waves. These two vivid metaphors are accurate and emotional, expressing the eternal feelings between the individual and my motherland.
Looking back, from 1840 to 1949, China was devastated and experienced the baptism of blood and fire. Our predecessors learned from this painful experience, worked hard and were not afraid of sacrifice. After 70 years of hard work, we have all got what we are today, no matter whether the years are calm or struggling.
There are thousands of countries, and home is the smallest country. A strong country makes its home safe, and a country has its home. From scratch, from weak to strong, we have always felt the flesh-and-blood connection with the motherland. The great ship of history is rolling forward. Let's dust ourselves off and take a calm and confident step to meet all opportunities and challenges.
Zen mind views life, and fingertips write eternity.