? The bus is driving on the expressway, and the bus is full of old people and old ladies traveling on the Double Ninth Festival organized by Shandong Ping An Travel Agency. Everyone is talking about the changes in the motherland over the years and the beautiful life at present.

I don't know who shouted, "Look, we are in Lankao, Henan." Everyone looked out of the window in unison, just in time to see the blue street sign: "Lankao North".

I saw rows of paulownia trees planted on both sides of the road, flourishing. The wheat fields in the distance are green. The uniform two-story residential building reflects the happy life of Lankao people today.

There are golden rice fields, and farmers are harvesting rice, which is a busy scene of bumper harvest.

This situation reminds me of Jiao, a good secretary of the people who died for many years. If he sees the happy life of Lankao people today, he will definitely open his locked brows and laugh heartily.

? Passing through Lankao, I was born with this. ?