（ ）A few years later，I found my hometown completely_______.A.changedB.changingC.to be changedD.to change
（ ）A few years later，I found my hometown completely_______.
A.changed
B.changing
C.to be changed
D.to change
B.changing
C.to be changed
D.to change
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