What is nostalgia? Some people say that nostalgia is the memory, the sheep's intestine trail. Some people say that nostalgia is the food of childhood in the brain. Some people say that nostalgia is the needle in my mother's hand when I am about to leave... Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts", a simple four-sentence poem, the bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be the frost on the ground. Look up at the bright moon and look down at your hometown. It was his nostalgia. The bright moon is still the same round of bright moon, but the hometown can only appear in dreams. "Nostalgia" in the afterglow is a gathering of less and more
Pity and pity. Between the lines, all of them are deeply in love with their hometown, miss their relatives, and miss every inch of the land in their hometown.
My nostalgia is a road to come and a way to go. For me who was married far away, my hometown, the place where I was born and raised, has since become my soul's dream, even if I have never admitted it, I am deeply attached to that hometown that is both strange, familiar, close and distant. There will always be many people who ask me, are you not afraid to go it alone and marry away from home? You married so far away, don't you regret it? Aren't you sad that you are far away from your hometown and abandoning your loved ones... For such a question, what else can I do except be silent, except to say a few words to comfort myself? Many times, when we are faced with a choice, when we make a choice, we have to pay the price and take responsibility on our shoulders. Hometown, for me, it is like my relatives, we have long been in the blood, no matter where I am? It's all in my blood.
Someone once said that when you feel lost, when you feel that the energy in your body is about to run out, you pack your bags and go back to your hometown. Everything will be fine, and your energy will be full. That's right, whenever I set foot on the way home, I feel incredibly calm in my heart, I feel energetic in my body, and I feel like I am full of energy. When I was a child, I was anxious to escape from the place, but when I grew up, I wanted to return. Missing everything about my hometown. Wanting to go back and raise a cow, the cow was eating grass not far away, so I lay quietly on the soft grass, with a blue sky above my head, a gentle breeze on my cheeks, a gentle sun shining on my body, and the crisp chirping of birds in my ears... Everything is so cozy, so beautiful. Wildflowers in the mountains, dancing with the wind. The grass on the mound, the japanese wind playing, the rice spikes in the field, the laughter bent over, the pomegranates on the trees, blushing cheeks. Small fish in the river, swimming cheerfully. Curved paths, flocks of sheep...
Hometown is the road under your feet and the road in your heart. It's like a loved one, we wave goodbye to her and wave back to it. What we go away is footsteps, and what is close is also footsteps. For a long, long time, we have moved away from it, we have forgotten it, but it has never been far away from us. It is always so tolerant and generous, no matter when we leave, no matter when we return, it will always open its arms and welcome us.
The wind of the hills, the grass in the fields, the fish in the river... We have never been forgotten. Thank you for the article provided by netizens, I hope you are far away from home and happy, and your peace of mind is my hometown! I'm @Taiwan sweety, follow me and learn more about what happened to you and me!