My hometown essay Kaiju

Your great body has undergone great changes --- a high-rise has become a wreckage, full of streets, only because of your generous dedication, in order to make the handsome township prosperous and strong. Your children gradually left you, but you are not abandoned "widows and orphans", because your grass and trees in our memory is so clear.

A few days ago, one of your arms --- South River Bridge has been in the history of the curtain, a half-century through the stormy bridge. South River Bridge blowing up, a shortest way to your journey, so disappeared. My alma mater---Hanfeng First School, now also turned into a flat land. Do you remember the old city? That campus, once full of laughter, in the two tall and old Huang Jue tree around a few buildings, there are always a few students, partners meet in the Huang Jue tree play, play, and now? A piece of rubble, everywhere the wreckage of broken arms, although the yellow rafter tree is still standing, but it is so lonely, helpless, lonely, but also looks listless, and no more vigorous vitality. Dear Ancient City, I recognize your confidence in Liu Bocheng's great achievements, I recognize your long years in your arms on the tall Huangjuet tree; I recognize your perseverance and bravery in the 1375 anti-Japanese heroes in the front line of the bloodbath of the years.

Ah! Ancient city! I stay with you, with your majestic Nanhe Bridge, with your tall Huangjiao trees, with your ...... The Ancient City! You are the bright light in the darkness, you are the lighthouse in the storm, you are a warm spring rain. Ah! Ancient city! You will always be the people of Kaiju proud predecessor!