First grade composition Weinan gourmet

Weinan, as a county name, was named after the county seat on the south bank of Weihe River in the second year of Qin Fujian Ganlu (AD 360). Look at its evolution even longer.

This is my most macroscopic historical understanding of Weinan.

Weinan, a place where I was born and raised in Sri Lanka, is probably just an objective text on Baidu if I know it. In a corner of my memory, the street is always quiet, and occasionally a few horns are sounded to slow down or "strengthen" the rhythm.

When I was young, I used to imagine Weinan as a colorful full of green. At this time, I will think further: is Weinan the whole world or the most beautiful scenery? There are trees, cars, people and hot meat buns. It's like heaven here, and everything is novel. My parents will show me around contentedly and patiently tell me things I don't know. But maybe I was young then. Even so, I have no specific impression of Weinan, but I feel very gentle and good for no reason. ...

In a word, Weinan has become a kaleidoscope in my eyes, and he can conjure up anything I want. Weinan at this time is magical and lovely. Under the blue sky, with the rising sun, with the slow chirping of sparrows, with the ignorant mood ... this rhythm and beauty are unforgettable.

When I grew up, I found that Weinan was Weinan. It's just a city. A point on the map can change more things over time. The teacher will tell us the geographical location of Weinan and the parents will tell us his past history. The wider the road, the more vehicles there will be, and tall buildings will rise. There are trees, cars, warm meat buns and even more delicious food. The ever-changing memory can't give birth to many "legends" or imaginations. The appearance can only be the change of attitude and different forms, not the temperament and realm of fantasy. Weinan seems to have changed, becoming gloomy and knowledgeable. ...

Weinan lost the charm of childhood at this time. Besides, the sky seems to be getting smaller, shorter and lifeless. Weinan has changed from the whole world to a point, from a flat road to a noisy street, and even the meat buns seem to be changing … somehow, it seems that everything is different from what I remember.

Today, thinking about the city where you live has become small and dim on the world map, just like the lights in the night sky, which always reminds people of that fragile or insignificant image. I can't help but want to explore the world other than China, get to know them and weave a fantastic universe with my own imagination. At the same time, I suddenly realized. The city where I live is a distant place. His appearance is not as real and beautiful as his childhood dream. Compared with the illusory childhood, Weinan now has more fascinating capital. He is unique, steady and simple. ...

There is always a layer of fog in the sky, which makes people want to break through it and imagine the situation after the breakthrough. I'm walking in the traffic, but I'm not in a tall building ... I'm in the distance, getting farther and farther away from that illusory city. ...

However, it makes me feel at ease. Now I know that no matter how Weinan changes, no matter how I remember Weinan, it will always be my hometown and a harbor for rest and peace of mind on my way forward.

Weinan city seems to be changing and harmonious with the rhythm of sunrise and sunset. Changing imagination and streams, changing the wine of years and memories, a kind of holiness and tranquility haunts my heart and spreads. ...