People are in other places, are they okay?

"Hometown" | text: flower farmer

"Wanderers in other places, oh, are like a leaf on the big tree in their hometown."

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Hometown, an ancient and timeless topic. Everyone has a hometown, and almost everyone who has a hometown is homesick. A person who has never missed his hometown may be a person who has never left his hometown; a person who has never been homesick after leaving his hometown is a person who has no heart and no lungs; a person who only regards his hometown as his hometown is a wise man and a superman; a person who is always haunted by the soul of his hometown is a person who will return to his hometown sooner or later; a person who left his hometown without returning to his hometown in his early years, worked hard outside for half his life, and could not forget his hometown when he went to the boss, but did not want to return to his hometown, is Li himself.

My hometown is in a remote rural area called "Siberia", a vast plain, a sticky red soil, and the hardest and most tiring work every year is digging ditches and ponds; the most annoying and uncomfortable work is grinding; the lightest and dirtiest work is collecting dung.

The most abundant in the soil is the big red potato; the cheapest in the village is the labor force. My only wish since I can remember is to study hard and get into college and get out of this "red potato" land! Change the life situation of "red taro rice, red taro steamed buns, can't live without red yam". After the hard study of "cone piercing bones, head hanging beam", I finally got my wish, graduated from college and was assigned to a foreign country, and I finally walked out of the sweet potato field that I had raised for more than 20 years!

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Life is a long road, the future is difficult to predict, and many things in life are often not based on personal imagination, not by personal will. I started a family in a foreign land and worked hard. Decades of ups and downs have passed in other places, and although I have regarded his hometown as my hometown, in that hidden corner of my heart, I have never forgotten the hometown that I was determined to leave.

Especially after getting older, when people are alone or wronged, when they encounter troublesome things, when they are depressed and want to find someone to talk about, they always think of their hometown, think of those childhood friends, classmates, relatives and friends. A little bitterness welled up in my heart, and many emotions were born.

When leaving the hometown and being called a "big tide" by the migrant workers, the hometown truly became the warmest and brightest rainbow in the hearts of many people, drifting in the countryside and wanderers; the hometown became a harbor for tired hearts to rest.

Come on, my friend, when you are forced by your livelihood, a lonely boat floating on the rivers and lakes looking at the moon alone, when you are suddenly in the business field, when you are upset when you are wronged in another country, don't forget your relatives and hot land in your hometown. Lying in the open heart of your hometown, you can recharge your batteries and you can make a comeback. No matter where you go in this life, your hometown will always be the most beautiful scenery in your heart.

Oh, the wanderer in a foreign land, is more like a leaf on the big tree in his hometown, no matter how high the branch you grow, it will inevitably fall next to the big tree root that gave birth to you and raised you.

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Pseudonym: Flower Farmer. He has always had a reverential heart for words, likes to record his life feelings with words, and subtly influences himself.

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