Standing in the alley outside the courtyard, paying attention to the buried pit, recalling the scene of children playing with words in the pit, nostalgic feelings, nostalgic feelings, taking a breath of the air in their hometown, showing intimacy and comfort. Without the prosperity and noise of the city, it seems unrealistic to calm down and have a regular heartbeat, and the name is gone. It seems unrealistic to return to the ID of that era. The pit of physical change is used by those in power to enrich themselves in the name of greening and benefit future generations. The pit is buried, the pit is dead, and the geographical indications no longer exist. The death of the pit can be said to be sad with people! Typhoons "Wambia" and "Lichima" raged, and floods rushed into the courtyard, flooding the homes of ordinary people like their hometown. The foundation sank and collapsed, the walls cracked and the houses collapsed, but this is the case. How to judge right and wrong? As an individual, it's sad to witness and not respond. Hoo hoo!
"Who's Yu Di flies in the dark, and the spring breeze fills the fir?" Sometimes when I go to other places to do business, I always think of my hometown and feel that my hometown is a warm harbor. Even if you are wandering outside, you will always look at your hometown on a lonely night.
"Dreams are like spring water, and you are at home", doing ordinary work in urban areas all the year round. Whenever it is dead of night, I will naturally think of my hometown, interesting stories of my childhood, my neighbors, the old and young people in the village, the original outline of the village, the changed rural landscape, everything in my hometown, my old house, ...
The shadow of hometown is a double-edged sword, one street, one lane, branded and unforgettable.
Lin Yutang has a point: "Sleeping in his own bed, eating the food cooked by his parents and listening to the old man telling the story of the past" is full of happiness!
The notes of my hometown will always be the eternal notes of my struggle song.
About the author: Zhang, a native of Linzi, Zibo, Shandong Province,1born in September 1963, a member of Zibo Writers Association, and a member of the CPC party member. In his spare time, he likes reading, writing, calligraphy and photography. Prose has won many awards, calligraphy and photography works have been adopted many times, and there is an anthology "In the whirlpool of love".