Recalling hometown

Today, I saw many pictures of my hometown on the Internet, among which there were some scenery many years ago. They were like a key, which suddenly opened the door of my memory, I can’t be calm for a long time with the memory of my childhood hometown surging in my heart! My hometown is a small town located in the deep mountains surrounded by grasslands. It only connects with the outside world by a railway through the cave. I spent the first 16 years of my life here! I still remember when I was young, I looked down at the only 21 small buildings in the town on the surrounding mountains while looking forward to the day when I could live in those cities with high buildings everywhere on TV! But now, I am sitting in the tall building I yearned for in my childhood, but my heart has already flied back to my fresh and plain town! This season is the spring of my hometown. The spring in my hometown is very short, but it is a season that I particularly like; Not only because it declares the beginning of a new round of seasonal rotation, which makes everything recover; But also because it is like autumn, it is a harvest season, which can make me a full snack. Every time it came to this season, the winter snow which had been accumulated for several months began to melt. In less than a week, the white town became wet and black. Then the outcrop of all kinds of animals and plants, the newly awakened forest frog in the small water bubble, the Zheluo fish who had a rest for a winter after opening the river, the mother-in-law Ding who broke the ground and the swaying willow in the wetland beside the water, all are my favorite delicious dishes! Until now, I always dream back to my hometown and think about my delicious spring food, which often makes my pillow cry! The summer in hometown is not long either, from late June to early August. Moreover, the summer in hometown is very cool, even in the hottest dog days, in the morning and night, I will also feel the coolness of the silk! In summer, I was often left with joyful playful memories. Most of the summer time was in the summer vacation. At that time, the children of family relatives would go to grandma’s house to live, together with my elder brother who was only a few months older than me and my younger brother who was one year younger than me, I went up the mountain to catch birds every day, went down the river to fish, played and played. It was a pleasure! The happiest thing is carrying a fishing net and watermelon, running to the place named Wuli spring 5 miles away from the town, and putting the watermelon in the spring water which keeps 1-2 degrees all the year round to cool down, then catch fish in the stream next to the wetland. After harvesting so many small fish, set up a small fire to bake, eating icy watermelon while eating burnt small fish, drinking the sweet spring water, and then burping a few times, as if that was the greatest pleasure in life! Autumn arrived in a hurry before summer could finish. At that time, the emerald green of the mountain became colorful and gorgeous, and the endless colors on the mountain made the rainbow fall into the deep forest after the rain, and the clouds that hit the top of the mountain in summer seemed to float up because of ashamed of their monotonous colors. At this time, it was also the gluttonous season that excited me! The sweet and sour chouli and the refreshing mountain Ding Zi made me reluctant to fall to the ground when I climbed up the tree; The golden yellow mushroom, the tender white mushroom and the beautiful purple flower face made me rush all over the mountain to find and refuse to return home; the old catfish in the river, the wild duck on the bubble, the pheasant in the meadow and the flying dragon in the forest make me eager to wear and refuse to give up; People who harvest in the forest, let me forget everything and only hope to return home for dinner! Around the National Day, the first snow representing the arrival of winter will come unexpectedly. At that time, the world was silvery white, as if the whole world was quiet and clean! Winter in my hometown is the longest season, which is also the season that I remember most. In winter, I get up every morning and press the window full of frost flowers with my hands. The frost flowers melted by body temperature will show all kinds of figures I want on the glass, usually, my little hands turned red with cold, but I still enjoyed it. I didn’t leave the tossed window with various figures until I was reprimanded by the adults at home. Walking out of the house, we could not see the road for a long time, only the hard snow was stepped on, walking on it crunching, along with the misty morning smoke in the quiet town, as if we were in the clouds. In my hometown in winter, there are two things I like best, one is skiing and the other is taking a bath. Skiing is not a normal way to slide with snowboards, but a variety of sleepers made by oneself, climbing to a certain hillside, then sitting on the sledge and rushing down with shouting, it was often a situation where people were looking up and down the mountain, but at that time there was only happiness without pain; Taking a bath was actually taking a hot spring, There are many hot springs in hometown, most of which are said to be in a nursing home built before liberation, and there are all kinds of temperatures. In winter, people often choose that kind of hot hot spring, A big pond with a diameter of more than, braving the hot steam, feels like being boiled when soaking in it. After a while, it will be covered with sweat, dispelling the cold air of winter completely, how can it be so comfortable! When I think of my hometown, there will be many scenes flashing in my mind one by one. 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Say goodbye

If you stay in one place for a long time, you will have a sense of belonging. It has been more than two years since I came to Wuhan. I gradually accepted to eat a bowl of hot-dry noodles too early, gradually got familiar with the campus path from East Lake to Luojia Mountain, and gradually fell in love with the two rivers and three towns in Jiangcheng. But now I, everything started from the beginning to the end. Graduation is always sad. The two-year time is too fast, as if I have just met the teachers and friends around me. A period of ivory tower time vaguely ended before the beginning. When I came here, I was very lonely, but when I wanted to leave, I was reluctant to lift my feet. Maybe everyone was like this. When I was about to lose, I fell in love with the beauty in it. There will be no need to give up, those who live together day and night will be on one side of the world, there will be attachment, those comfortable and comfortable days will always be the past, there will be pain, those familiar scenes will be gradually forgotten by me together with piles of books. After graduation, I told myself that after finishing my graduation thesis, I told myself that after graduation dinner, I told myself, however, countless psychological precautions and hints did not relieve my sadness at the moment I got the train ticket home. Yes, I went home and graduated. It’s really time. Thank you for spending such a beautiful time in such a gorgeous School, I am grateful that I have gained sincere friendship and real knowledge, but just like everything in nature, harvest is just a connection point in several reincarnation, because soon, I will start a new life again, and there is still a little anxiety in my heart. Suddenly Looking back, I have spent 18 years in the Spring and Autumn period on campus, and my life is too short. How many 18 years can I squander for me. This graduation is totally different from the previous graduation. What I am facing is no longer a simple further education, but going to another strange country; What I have lost is not only this school, it will also lose a kind of Chinese-style campus life that I am accustomed. I tried to see the happy side. I told myself that at least I was still studying and still a student, then I could continue to thirst for knowledge and absorb nutrition with the attitude of a student, you can have enough time to travel, read books, understand the society and be a better person. However, I just couldn’t be happy. Holding the diploma and train ticket in my hand, I asked myself over and over again why I wanted to leave and what kind of choice I made to make myself suffer so much. The train was about to leave, and I really couldn’t move, because I really didn’t know when I would go out of this step, and then I could go back to my warm alma mater. With tears in my eyes, I found that I loved this land so deeply that Wuhan had already become my hometown, from Hubu Lane to Jianghan Road, from Yellow Crane Tower to fruit Lake, it is my past, my past, my laughter and tears, and my thoughts and friendship. The train was about to leave, leaving was about to come. My friends waved their hands and turned around to be the background. I walked into the past with heavy steps. Looking back, I wanted to take a look at my Wuhan, but the whistle made my nose sour and tried my best to hold back tears. I just wanted to leave my city with a smile. I didn’t want Wuhan to cry for me. OK, the train starts, and I have to say goodbye to Wuhan. I am reluctant to say goodbye, and hope to see you again. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…