Homecoming Dolls
Text | A leaf
"During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." It was almost the Qingming Festival, and I had dreamed of my mother several times at night, but after waking up from the dream, I didn't remember the details at all.
At nine o'clock in the morning on the weekend, I was ready to go back to my hometown to visit my mother's grave, but I was repeatedly blocked by yin and yang mistakes, maybe the mother of the spirit of heaven did not want me to go?
From the thick fog in the morning, I hesitated to go, and then after taking the bus, I turned back because the road construction in the urban area did not go to the station, and it was difficult to walk to the station entrance, but Bought a ticket to the county seat, my hometown is in the small village in the middle. Then there was a long traffic jam in a village for two hours in the middle of the way, until more than 12 o'clock, I did not go to the intersection of my hometown, generally the tomb sweeping was not allowed to go in the afternoon, and the mistake would be wrong, and I would go back to the county, after all these years, I had never gone back alone.
In this way, what was originally an hour's journey, due to traffic jams, took more than three hours to arrive. Getting out of the car is the intersection where our old house is located, the old house in urban planning has been demolished, there is no trace, I can only stand on the side of the road to guess which stone staircase site of the roadside façade is the location of my home? I really can't find it. The past is vivid: here, going to school, getting married and having children, here, parents quarreling, mothers and us alone, here.....
Walking on the streets of the city that are familiar and unfamiliar, hearing the thick sounds of the countryside, I wonder that I do not have any sense of intimacy, and I can't help but wonder, is this the place where I have lived for nearly 30 years? Or is it because they have rarely gone back over the years, so they have gradually become separated?
Qingsi left her hometown, and now the township voice has not changed and her sideburns have declined. People are easily changed by the environment, counting that they have lived in the city for 20 years, and now they are almost accustomed to life there, have they changed, or have the people here changed? Why is it so easy to be cold in my heart? In short, hearing the sound of the countryside, seeing those strangers, the heart does not want to be close, one side of the water and soil to raise a party of people, where to eat water for a long time is not gradually adapted to the life there, have I changed? Dazed. One thing is absolutely true, here there is no longer the one who worries me and what I care about, and for the rest of my life, the wind and rain drift, no matter where I am, I become a rootless wanderer.
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About the Author: A leaf. Things are like spring dreams without a trace, the time that has passed, if it is not written down with pen and ink, it will be gone, and it will inevitably fail to live up to the love of the heavens.
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