这是一座大都市。高楼林立，车水马龙是这座城市的写照。一座座高楼大厦耸立

这是一座大都市。<br>高楼林立，车水马龙是这座城市的写照。一座座高楼大厦耸立在马路两旁，亭亭玉立，柏油路两旁，矗立着苍翠欲滴的树木，宽敞的道路上空架着立交桥，蜿蜒盘旋，汽车穿梭其中。大马路上，红灯亮时，城市得以有一刻的沉寂，绿灯一亮，立即打破了先前的寂静，又忙碌起来，继续奏响城市进行曲。当夜深人静的时候，没有白天的喧嚣，这座城市时不时会回想起以前，回想起它披上华丽之前的原本面貌……<br>几年前的城市，是一个贫穷落后的边陲小村庄。在那里，砖瓦房一座挨着一座，屋前是大片大片的稻田，稻穗在风中摇曳。<br><br> 清晨，太阳还没升起来，天空中披着薄如蝉翼的雾，朦胧之中点缀着几点疏星。一群早起的鸟儿已在枝头上唱着婉转的曲子。好几户人家的烟囱上空炊烟袅袅，与半空中的雾萦绕在一起。<br><br> 田间，已是一片忙碌的景象。人们在忙着给农作物浇水、施肥，沉睡了一夜的稻苗，此刻张开大嘴，贪婪地吮吸着养分，稻杆吸收了养分之后挺得更直了，满足地在风里摇摆。<br><br> 雨天的田野稻苗就更畅快了。豆大的雨打在稻苗身上，稻苗尽情享受这场甘霖，尽情吸收养分，痛痛快快地享受大自然的滋润。<br><br> 然而，雨天的道路就不那么容易走了。因为不是柏油路，路面经过雨水的冲刷后变得松软，到处都是坑坑洼洼的。车子经过，溅起一片泥花，并且，还一路颠簸不停，人们出行极不方便。<br><br> 当大雨停止了它的倾泻，太阳这才拨开云朵，放射出万丈光芒，这时候，田野出现了人们忙碌的身影。身影影影绰绰，在田间跳跃。杂草长了，要及时清理，养分少了，要及时施加，一点也不能马虎。阳光越来越强烈，田野里农作的人们汗流浃背，额头上布满了汗珠，在阳光的照射下，格外晶莹剔透。人们并不顾得上这些，用手背在额头上一抹，就又继续忙碌起来。直到傍晚时分，人们这才完成农活，迎着夕阳，带着几分疲惫，结束了一天的工作。<br><br> 时光飞逝，昔日的小村庄褪去矮矮的砖瓦房，褪去泥泞的乡间小道，披上华丽的外衣，高楼雨后春笋般一座座耸立在城市的土地上，空气中弥漫着城市的气息。<br><br> 过去那个小村庄已成为这座城市的记忆，而那段贫穷落后的岁月，城市将永远记住，永远……

这是一座大都市。<br>高楼林立，车水马龙是这座城市的写照。 一座座高楼大厦耸立在马路两旁，亭亭玉立，柏油路两旁，矗立着苍翠欲滴的树木，宽敞的道路上空架着立交桥，蜿蜒盘旋，汽车穿梭其中。 大马路上，红灯亮时，城市得以有一刻的沉寂，绿灯一亮，立即打破了先前的寂静，又忙碌起来，继续奏响城市进行曲。 当夜深人静的时候，没有白天的喧嚣，这座城市时不时会回想起以前，回想起它披上华丽之前的原本面貌……<br>几年前的城市，是一个贫穷落后的边陲小村庄。 在那里，砖瓦房一座挨着一座，屋前是大片大片的稻田，稻穗在风中摇曳。<br><br>清晨，太阳还没升起来，天空中披着薄如蝉翼的雾，朦胧之中点缀着几点疏星。 一群早起的鸟儿已在枝头上唱着婉转的曲子。 好几户人家的烟囱上空炊烟袅袅，与半空中的雾萦绕在一起。<br><br>田间，已是一片忙碌的景象。 人们在忙着给农作物浇水、施肥，沉睡了一夜的稻苗，此刻张开大嘴，贪婪地吮吸着养分，稻杆吸收了养分之后挺得更直了，满足地在风里摇摆。<br><br>雨天的田野稻苗就更畅快了。 豆大的雨打在稻苗身上，稻苗尽情享受这场甘霖，尽情吸收养分，痛痛快快地享受大自然的滋润。<br><br>然而，雨天的道路就不那么容易走了。 因为不是柏油路，路面经过雨水的冲刷后变得松软，到处都是坑坑洼洼的。 车子经过，溅起一片泥花，并且，还一路颠簸不停，人们出行极不方便。<br><br>当大雨停止了它的倾泻，太阳这才拨开云朵，放射出万丈光芒，这时候，田野出现了人们忙碌的身影。 身影影影绰绰，在田间跳跃。 杂草长了，要及时清理，养分少了，要及时施加，一点也不能马虎。 阳光越来越强烈，田野里农作的人们汗流浃背，额头上布满了汗珠，在阳光的照射下，格外晶莹剔透。 人们并不顾得上这些，用手背在额头上一抹，就又继续忙碌起来。 直到傍晚时分，人们这才完成农活，迎着夕阳，带着几分疲惫，结束了一天的工作。<br><br>时光飞逝，昔日的小村庄褪去矮矮的砖瓦房，褪去泥泞的乡间小道，披上华丽的外衣，高楼雨后春笋般一座座耸立在城市的土地上，空气中弥漫着城市的气息。<br><br>过去那个小村庄已成为这座城市的记忆，而那段贫穷落后的岁月，城市将永远记住，永远……

This is a big city.<br>Tall buildings and busy traffic are the portraits of the city. A high-rise building stands on both sides of the road. It stands on both sides of the asphalt road. There are green trees standing on both sides of the road. Over the broad road, there are overpasses, winding and cars passing through. On the main road, when the red light is on, the city can have a moment of silence. When the green light is on, it immediately breaks the previous silence, gets busy again, and continues to play the city March. When the night is quiet, there is no noise in the day, the city will occasionally recall the past, recall the original appearance before it was covered with luxuriance<br>A few years ago, the city was a poor and backward border village. There, brick and tile houses are next to each other. In front of the house, there are large areas of rice fields, with rice ears swaying in the wind.<br>In the early morning, before the sun rose, the sky was covered with a thin cicada like fog, dotted with a few sparse stars. A group of early birds have been singing melodies on the branches. Smoke curled up from the chimneys of several families, lingering with the mist in the air.<br>The field is already a busy scene. People are busy watering and fertilizing crops, sleeping rice seedlings all night. Now they open their mouths and greedily suck nutrients. After absorbing nutrients, rice stalks stand straighter and swing contentedly in the wind.<br>On rainy days, the rice seedlings in the fields are more pleasant. The heavy rain of beans hit the rice seedling. The rice seedling can enjoy the rain, absorb nutrients and enjoy the moistening of nature.<br>However, the road is not so easy on rainy days. Because it is not asphalt road, the road surface becomes soft after the rain wash, and there are potholes everywhere. When the car passed by, it splashed with mud. Besides, it kept bumping all the way, making it very inconvenient for people to travel.<br>When the heavy rain stopped its pouring, the sun just pulled away the clouds and radiated the light. At this time, people were busy in the field. Shadow of the figure, jumping in the field. When weeds grow, they need to be cleaned up in time. When nutrients are low, they need to be applied in time. They should not be careless at all. The sun is more and more intense, and the farmers in the fields are sweating, and their forehead is covered with sweat beads. Under the sunshine, they are especially crystal clear. People do not care about these, with the back of their hands on their forehead, they continue to be busy. It was not until the evening that people finished their farm work. Facing the setting sun, they ended the day's work with some fatigue.<br>Time flies. In the past, the small villages lost their low brick houses, their muddy country paths, and their gorgeous coats. Tall buildings sprang up on the city's land. The air was filled with the city's atmosphere.<br>That small village in the past has become the memory of the city, and that poor and backward years, the city will always remember, forever<br>