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One summer midnight, grandpa snored gently, and Xiaoqi woke up from his sleep. He grabbed grandpa's beard full of dregs and slept beside him.

"Grandpa, it's hot, I can't sleep. Sing me a song! "

"Good ..." Grandpa lovingly hugged his grandson and hummed the most familiar melody: "1979, it was a spring, and an old man drew a circle on the South China Sea in China ..."

Xiaoqi holds Grandpa's calloused hand, stroking Grandpa's wrinkled cheek, and the grandparents and grandchildren fall asleep again. ...

At dawn, the stars in the sky are still flashing wearily, and the cold wind is blowing "whirring". "Knock, knock ..." The shortness of the clogs broke the silence. Xiaoqi followed the sound. "Ah, it seems to be grandpa." When he walked in again, he saw that the young man who looked like his grandfather's toes was as cold as a carrot, and he was wearing a dress that dyed potatoes with white cloth. Because of drinking, his thin body was wrapped in that thin clothes and tottered in the cold wind. Holding a basket of eggs in one hand and a book in the other, he shouted at the top of his lungs while reading the book: "Sell eggs, sell eggs ..." His voice wandered in the alley. ...

"Eggs, eggs ..." Xiaoqi woke up from his sleep screaming. Finding that grandpa, who sold eggs in his dream, was still snoring, Xiaoqi quickly put on his clothes and quietly went to school.

Xiaoqi passed by the farmer's market and only saw the vegetable seller carrying baskets of fresh vegetables to the market with a tricycle. Cabbage wrapped tightly is like a shy little girl, and tomatoes are like red faces. Lively fish are fat and big, shrimp is delicious on the table ... every stall is surrounded by people who buy food, and they choose their favorite food.

"Xiao Qi, did you go to school?" Aunt Liu is as busy as a bee, but her face is full of joy.

"Well, good morning, Aunt Liu!" Xiaoqi replied politely.

Walking to the park, Xiaoqi saw many old people exercising on the lawn, some playing Tai Ji Chuan and some dancing. At this time, grandparents who usually walk slowly seem to be several decades younger in the morning; Many diligent students also came to the lawn to read the text and recite English words. The crisp reading sound pressure knocked down the chirping birds. ...

"Grandpa Chen, you were so handsome when you played Tai Ji Chuan!" Xiaoqi cordially greets Grandpa Chen.

"Hey, it's Xiao Qi. I'm going to school. I must be serious in class. Grandpa Chen was not as happy as you when he was a child ... "Grandpa Chen said, lost in thought. ...

Xiaoqi put her arms around Grandpa Chen's neck; "I know, I will be serious!"

When he came to the bright classroom, Xiaoqi took out his book and began to read. ...

After 30 years of hard work and 60 years of vicissitudes, the lives of grandparents and grandchildren are completely different. Great changes have taken place in my hometown and my motherland has taken off. I believe tomorrow will be better!