I grew up in the countryside and enjoyed the simple and carefree life. At first, every family has several acres of land. Wheat and corn must be planted. You must sow, fertilize and weed. When you are busy, you will be busy for several days. Every day is a two-point life in the fields and at home. Everyone is very enthusiastic. Help my family when you're done. Everyone helps each other and does farm work together.
Now there is no farmland to grow grain, and every household is planting all kinds of saplings. Walnut trees are planted in my family. I don't go home often, so it's a little deserted. If you need weeding, go home and pack up before you go. When the fruit is ripe, it is the busiest time. Every household is busy every day. Neighbors will help, we are late, so come to my house to help when everyone is busy.
The real countryside is like this. The scenery is beautiful and intimate. In recent years, there are fewer and fewer people. Those who stay at home are old people and children, and young people go out to work. I'm not going back for the Spring Festival either. Nothing interesting. It used to be gongs and drums. It's deserted now. I went back a lot less.
It feels strange to go home for the last time. My peers are not at home, and the countryside is not as prosperous as before. So many houses are empty. So many people from deep mountains and forests moved down.