I have been carrying schoolbags for more than ten years and eating books for more than ten years. The expectations of parents are well-known, and the teacher’s instruction can not be forgotten. The soil of hometown is still stuck on the trouser legs, and the son of the farmer wants to go home. Looking back, in the fields of my hometown, the wheat fields are fragrant with golden ears and rice. Imagine that the courtyard dam of my hometown is full of flowers deep in pear flowers. If you don’t like the noise of the city, the dream of college students is to build their hometowns. The ten-year plan has already been embedded in my heart. The burden on my shoulder is not heavy and self-bending. The place where I was born will definitely become the most beautiful place in the countryside because of me.
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