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With the gradual effect of the transformation of the old village, watching the high-rise buildings rise on the ground, let us stop and look out... The mind suddenly recalls the past appearance of the hometown. In the memory, in the past few rows of farmhouses in the hometown, the spring is full of fruit and fruit, full of vitality. In the small courtyard, chickens and dogs are often heard, children play, and old people talk and laugh. They are familiar, playful, and loud voices. There are also far-reaching old lanes, alleys, old banyan trees, winding country roads, crisp stone roads, the sound of the nest in the dense little trees... now all this is not visible. I can't hear it. Everything has become a thing of the past, bearing in mind in the minds of generations. Not far from the south of the hometown is the Qinglong Mountain Range. In the rest of the Jingshan Mountains, the spirit of the mountain, the soul of the land, the folk customs here, people live and work in peace and contentment Newport Online Cigarettes. The hometown in memory is passionate, beautiful, delicate, and refined. What's more is that it is full of my childhood laughter, carrying my unforgettable childhood. There is also a familiar, passionate face. Looking from a distance, I always saw the dense tree-lined path, the misty morning, the smoke circling in the air, the birds flying, taking a deep breath, the faint earthy fragrance of the hometown mixed with wet The water gas got into my throat and cooled my heart. The old spring bud tree behind the house has a strong fragrance, and quietly sends the intoxicating aroma to each household, making the whole home feel like a dream. Every time I get home, there is a smile on my face. The big yellow dog in front of the neighbor always keeps the tail tall and tall, walks up in front of me and looks up a few laps Free Newport Carton. It looks so intimate. There is also a small dirt road in front of the old house that is always mixed and watery, and it can't be done for a long time. The door was opened in the morning, and the mist suddenly poured into the house Cheap Cigarettes Usa Free Shipping. Outside the main entrance is like a thick watercolor painting, so you can melt your heart together, and wait until the sun slowly pulls out the fog, and the leaves will have a layer of water drops, which is a watery spirit. The change of hometown, the simplicity of hometown, is a strong lovesickness. My hometown always makes me intoxicated. It has passed away for decades Cheap Marlboro 100'S Cigarettes Online. Some old people who have already gone to the empty building, the red "demolition" word makes us very helpless, only to find that the former hometown has left us. I am standing on the land of my hometown. There is always a sense of loss. My hometown, my beautiful hometown, is only treasured in our immortal memory. To this end, in the months following the demolition, I immediately improvised and collected some abandoned old objects, including pots, cans, ceramics, daily necessities, as well as stone mills, stone troughs, stone mills, stone plates.. .... Hundreds of pieces, filled with my living room, study, bedroom and every corner. Now people's living standards have improved, and one piece of old things, a little bit of memories, reflects the people of the past. Life history time, like the sand in the hand, the more you want to hurry, the faster you go; the years, like the same invisible hand, quietly turn the book of life over one page after another, it is hard to annihilate The imprint; the flow of the year, like dripping water through the stone, and then the sturdy things can not withstand its consumption, let alone the ordinary things in the ordinary people's home. With the development of the times, the old objects gradually faded out of our life stage. Now I see that it feels so warm, so kind and so special. In addition to the ever-popular watches, bicycles, sewing machines, "old three big pieces", there are many household items, such as hand-cranked bellows for wood burning pot stoves, old horizontal latch door locks, copper tin kettle, and so on. Every old object reveals heavy historical information, and the fingertips are caressed. A feeling of ��crossing�� arises spontaneously. When I calm down, I can't help but patrol them. I caress and scrubs them. There is always a different kind of taste and far-reaching aftertaste. At the same time, I feel that there is an incomparable glory and pride. It is unparalleled. Although these objects are old Marlboro Wholesale Price, they have witnessed the life of a generation, representing the imprint of an era. This is a history, a memory, and a warm, sweet thought. These old things are "treasures" that I can't buy with money. I will keep them. Perhaps, only these are no longer noticed in the eyes of most people, and the abandoned old objects have become the material evidence of my future "Hometown Memory"!