烟火里的故乡
                            远山小小的村落
                            烟火气弥漫所有
                            小桥流水的欢乐
                            河堤蜿蜒的道路
          
                            老树的枝丫
                            遮住了烈日下的燥
                            乡间的晚风
                            吹走了心里的愁
                            稻麦田里忙碌的欠影
                            和那
                            茅草屋上的炊烟
                            我将他们拥入心间
                            回味稻杆与米饭的馨香
          
                            记忆中的那个故乡
                            透着温暖
                            灯火里的故乡
                            充满爱意与纯朴
 
 


                       走在新农村的田野上
                              古朴的乡亲
                              携手荆棘
                              艰难成长
                              一代一代人艰苦奋斗
                              敲不开富裕的门
                              奔不出小康的道
                      
                              一千年
                              守着穷山僻壤的地
                              山不转水转
                              时代在潜移默化的变
                              唯有那
                              封建的思想根深蒂固
     
                              党的十九大
                              迎来逆天改命的光-
                              乡村振兴，共同富裕
                              振奋了乡亲之势
                              抓住了致富之路
      
                              睿智的乡亲
                              再披荆斩棘
                              青年人
                              一代一代踔厉奋发
                              打开了新世纪的门
                              踏上了小康的路




                                    教室里
                                一支粉笔
                                书写着孩子的希望
                                一块黑板
                                承载着您的付出
                                三尺讲台
                                是您挥洒人生的“天地”

                                晚风吹过耳边
                                聆听
                                风中深邃的声音
                                那是
                                我们的曾经

                                指尖的沙漏
                                不停的流动着
                                重拾过去的记忆
                                只有那份爱与敬的记录
                                我们毕业了
                                那绚丽的晓晨，和
                                渐行渐远的背影
                                定格在照片中