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　在中国走向大“四化”的道路上，与“三农”相关，可以看到另外一个“四化”：国际化、城市化、利润化和沙漠化。这“另类四化”，有积极的因素，也有消极的方面，每一个化都要产生各方面的影响。
　　“国际化”体现在好几个方面，一个自然是中国企业、包括农业、林业企业开始走出国门。另一个影响更大的是中国对农产品和食品的需求对国际市场的影响。有人说，中国农业企业走出国门也严重冲击了国际市场上的价格，成为现在世界粮价大涨的主要原因之一。是否如此，暂且存疑。但一个阶段来，西方媒体一说到奶制品、食品涨价，经常要说到中国和印度，确是事实。然而，随着中国人、印度人的富裕起来，全世界第三世界的富裕起来，食品结构发生变化，需求量发生变化，这本身是无可厚非的事情。这方面，其实西方媒体也是知道的，也提到的，但报导还是要报导的。对中国来说，对世界来说，一个是理解和解释的问题，另一个是在可能情况下如何扩大生产的问题。
　　“城市化”造成许多中国农民去做“农民工”，许多土地撂荒，许多土地被征收。城市化在中国也是避免不了的大趋势。这里面要考虑的问题自然也很多，比如土地征收中出现的大量矛盾冲突应该怎么从政策上、措施上去缓解消除；撂荒的土地应该怎么办；留在家里的农民应该往哪里走；再加上农民工的待遇等。这些问题都是中国非常尖锐难办的、让中国领导人难眠的问题。

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The dairymaids and men had flocked down from their cottages and out of the dairy-house with the arrival of the cows from the meads; the maids walking in pattens, not on account of the weather, but to keep their shoes above the mulch of the barton. Each girl sat down on her three-legged stool, her face sideways, her right cheek resting against the cow; and looked musingly along the animal's flank at Tess as she approached. The male milkers, with hat-brims turned down, resting flat on their foreheads and gazing on the ground, did not observe her. ¡¡¡¡One of these was a sturdy middle-aged man - whose long white `pinner' was somewhat finer and cleaner than the wraps of the others, and whose jacket underneath had a presentable marketing aspect - the master-dairyman, of whom she was in quest, his double character as a working milker and butter-maker here during six days, and on the seventh as a man in shining broadcloth in his family pew at church, being so marked as to have inspired a rhyme--
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