I'm in my thirties. Why do I miss home so much?

People are far away, the road is strange, and wanderers miss their hometown.

Home remains the same, the local accent is warm, and homesickness is no longer near!

Origin hometown

The place where I was born is a beautiful and prominent small mountain village-Midongba. Listening to this name, there is a picture of a paradise. It belongs to the southeast corner of Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, where there are winding rural roads, more than 20 kilometers away from the county seat, much higher than the county seat. As long as it comes to winter, the road often freezes, which makes it very inconvenient to travel. After coming out to work, I know my friends in my hometown will ridicule me as a "Gaopo guy", and I can only smile, because they don't know that there are my full memories there.

When I was a child, my family was poor, and everyone else was the same. When I was in primary school, I never went to a township, let alone a county seat. It is a long journey to spend the Spring Festival in other towns and villages. I really envy seeing my seniors and sisters go to junior high schools in towns and villages. I also hope that I can grow up quickly and understand new things outside the mountain. In junior high school, we walked in groups for more than ten kilometers to school with five kilograms of rice on our backs and 10 yuan per week. In the third year of high school, the county has limited educational resources and only one key high school. The senior high school entrance examination still needs to take the exam, and those who fail the exam are not eligible to take the exam. Some students were diverted, and most of them went to work in coastal areas. Gradually, they left their hometown, some went to school, worked and settled outside, and their hometown was getting farther and farther away from us. Now we can only meet when we go home for the New Year. I always said that I would take time to organize a class reunion, but I haven't attended it until now. Because we have a family, we should spend more time with our family on holidays and enjoy the deep honey when we are reunited with our family.

Once, because an old man died in the stockade, he came back from other places to worship. The classmate I haven't seen for years also came back from other places to deal with some things at home. They chatted for a while and asked him about his recent life, family and work. He's changed. He looks a little Mu Na. He lost the spirit of being the king of children when he was studying together. The baptism of years has worn away the edges and corners of life. The world is prosperous, but you have to stay alive and be yourself to meet the flowers in spring.

Have a picturesque memory of my hometown.

The old tree ox is dying, and the sky is high and the clouds are light at the beginning of the smoke.

Deep and narrow, few people, lonely birds.

My hometown is an old tree, proudly growing, guarding the safety of the descendants of the stockade;

My hometown is a busy farming scene in the spring ploughing season. The rice in the farmland is fragrant, and the fragrance in Gua Tian is golden in autumn.

In my hometown, people, old and young, gather outside a house at the foot of the stockade to chat and talk, sometimes talking and laughing, and sometimes the children cry after the noise; In the shade, an old man was lying on a bamboo chair with a cattail leaf fan to enjoy the cool. There is also a foot pad, so crowded that you can barely see the chess players who are fighting for life and death. From time to time, there is the voice of "general", accompanied by a "different opinion" from the chess watcher, which is very lively.

Hometown is the smiling face of villagers in the harvest season, and it is the scene of drying pickles leaves on small trees, woodpiles and lawns when cooking pickles; It is the red Huang Tu drying millet and pepper on the dam.

My hometown is the smoke rising from the kitchen when the moon hangs on the treetops at dusk and sunset, and I go out to farm and go home; Watching Bao Qingtian on black-and-white TV after dinner is the happiness of people in the stockade.

Hometown is a busy figure after a mother receives a phone call from her child. I stand on the diaojiao building from time to time and watch the children's way home. I'm afraid I missed the place where I first saw the children.

Hometown is the gradual departure of the elderly; It is the old man sitting on the dam in warm winter, staring at a place with dull eyes all day, sometimes crying, recalling his past and the changes in the village. When people are old, all they can see is memories.

Once a friend had something at home, and several friends drove there. On the way back, it was snowing heavily, but fortunately there was no ice on the road. There is a big brother who works in a bank. He was afraid that I would be sleepy when driving, so he chatted with me all the way. He is also from our county, but he came out earlier. Talking about the changes in his hometown in recent years, his chatterbox suddenly opened. Because he is about to retire, he wants to go back to his hometown to build a building so that he can live an idyllic life after retirement. This is his wish and complex after he came out of his hometown in the countryside. He said that he went back some time ago and found that his hometown has no memory now.

Wooden houses have become brick houses, and those who have the ability have moved to county towns or bigger cities to settle down.

Some moved to resettlement houses through immigration policies, and the certificates posted on the walls that were smoked by fireworks before disappeared;

When I met my peers, there was no topic like * * *, and the anecdotes of listening to the old man telling the stockade while drinking wine disappeared;

The children in the village don't know whose family you are, and you don't know whose family the children are. I still remember Song's poem "Now, close to my village and meet people, I dare not ask a question".

Therefore, he decided not to go back to his hometown to build a house, because there was no beauty in his memory. Although the root is still there, his soul is gone and he can't go back.

Where is the hometown?

The old people in my hometown are old, and my peers are tired of life, so I don't know them at a young age. Where can I put my hometown?

People have two roots. One is our elders. In front of our ancestors, old people are junior no matter how old they are. Following the elders, we have a place to take root and a hometown; At one end, we are struggling. Immigration is the normal development of human progress. Leaving home is for a better life, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and opening up a new beautiful home. This is the biggest driving force for social development. In order to leave a beautiful hometown for the next generation. Living in the present and living the true self is the best safe place we left for our hometown, which makes the wanderer feel more homesick.

Don't worry about the past, don't be afraid of the future, live in the present and be safe!

Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-Li Qingzhao