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世界上的每一处地方每天都在日益变化。而我的家乡就像崭新的日历：每当翻开新的一页，它便会悄然无声的改变着它的新面貌…… Every part of the world is changing day by day. And my hometown is like a brand new calendar: every time I open a new page, it will quietly change its new face 十几年前的一天，我出生在一个充满乡村气息的小镇。几年后，我刚学会走路时，我记得我脚下走的是黄泥土，还有石子，坑坑洼洼的，很不好走，顽皮的泥渍还跳起来沾满了我的裤子。当时，在我们的村子里，只有一条通往镇上的泥路，并且这条路十分的窄，只允许一个人过，条件十分艰苦。 One day more than ten years ago, I was born in a small town full of rural flavor. A few years later, when I first learned how to walk, I remember that what I walked under my feet was yellow soil, stones, potholes, which were very difficult to walk. The naughty mud stains also covered my pants. At that time, in our village, there was only one dirt road leading to the town, and the road was very narrow, only one person was allowed to pass, and the conditions were very difficult. 可是，今天的小镇，我所见到的却是另一翻生机勃勃的景象。 However, today's Town, what I see is another dynamic scene. 在每一处地方，你所踏着的都是光滑、平坦的水泥路。抬头看着蔚蓝纯洁的天空，走过一座座新造的桥；低下头，只见一条条小鱼儿正在自由自在的游来游去，时而钻出水面向我招手致敬，时而跳出水面显示自己的本领；河水缓缓的流着，像一条白色的绸带，把两边的田野打扮的更加美丽。这景色真是令人感慨万千。要是诗人到此一游，定然会诗兴大发，低吟一首田园小诗。 | 
