My hometown is where I fly my dreams. My dream is like a kite in my life. No matter how high it flies, or how long I travel, the kite always drifts within the sight of the house. In the age of enlightenment, the footsteps of kite wandering took me to Jiuxian Primary School, a hundred meters away, where I was reading. When I was a teenager, the wandering footprints of kites extended me to Wan 'an Middle School, ten miles away, where I studied hard for six years. In the employment era, the journey of kite roaming took me to a city thousands of miles away, where my career had a solid footprint.
When I first arrived in this city, I quickly set up a sky of my own in a foreign land with hard sweat and youthful blood. Later, I found a humble abode in Guangsha City. The humble abode is small, but it is enough to shelter from the wind and rain. In your spare time, you can enjoy surfing the internet alone at home, or sit in the study and turn on the computer to listen to fashion songs; Or sit on the sofa and hold your mobile phone horizontally to read the beautiful text of Jiangshan. com. Dwelling in a humble abode is not luxurious enough, but the drifting boat of life finally has a harbor to berth. After work, you can unload your fatigue, or chat with your relatives, or chat with your hometown dialect. However, in the long-lasting urban years, in addition to the hardships of work and the indifference of human feelings, the sense of satisfaction is more of the loneliness of being a stranger in a foreign land. The more you grow up, the more you love your hometown. Going out for a long time often reminds me of the day when I came home. Yes, from small to large, the family friendship in the countryside for more than 20 years has already dissolved into the blood and implanted into the bone marrow. It's not because I have a humble abode in the city that I can easily fade away, be barren or even disappear!
After my career was successful, my friends who went out with me had big and beautiful new houses with their own houses. Although no one lives, the number of new houses in my hometown and neighboring villages is still increasing. In this regard, people of different ages have different voices, and younger people are saying that this is an empty plan; The old man said it was a rainy day. ...
In the dead of night, I leaned against the balcony and looked at my hometown. My thoughts are like the silver-gray light from the sky and the moon, pouring on the house that is about to collapse in my hometown. The old house collapsed, so I can't rebuild it on the original site. The consequence of not being able to rebuild my house means that I have lost my foothold in the countryside forever. What's the difference between this and married women in the village? In a chat, she said: I like the countryside, but I am married. It seems that I don't own the house in my hometown. I feel that only men can go to the base areas. What about women who miss their hometown? They can only go home a few times at most, and get close to and measure this hot land with diligent steps. Your husband's family and mother's family regard you as an outsider. From the day of marriage, women have no such rights. ...
The house is a faint yearning that has been lingering in my mind. My hometown is inseparable from the house. No matter where I make a living or work hard, as long as the house in my hometown is still there, I have one more choice and retreat. When the house in my hometown is gone, it becomes wind without feet, grass without roots, homesickness, homesickness.
Hometown is the bond that maintains friendship. Now many people have moved into the city, but family ties can't be moved with others. As long as the old house is still there, no matter how busy I am, I will take time to go back and have a look. The road home will not be cut off by the rusty knife of time. If you often go back for a walk, you will feel that this home is complete and harmonious with the villagers. If the house is gone, the pace is rusty, the concept is forgotten, the family is scattered, and the affection is weak, then no amount of money can be exchanged.
Hometown is a place to connect feelings and a platform for villagers to exchange their hearts. Living in the country, every day is an information conference. Living in a city, you may not even know who your neighbors are! This news will make you dumbfounded. Father has lived away from home for many years. That year, he went back to the village to hold a wedding banquet. The villagers talked about the whole story of a bloody case caused by an emotional dispute in the county and asked their father to listen to his more detailed statement. But the father who lives in the county town has a blank face, because he lives in the downtown area. Even if the crowd is crowded to an impenetrable state, so what, there is still no acquaintance to talk to, and the news around him is still blocked, not as smooth as people in rural areas. Just go to the country. You can find whoever you want. As you get closer, your neighbors will get along well. In your spare time, you don't have to bury your head in an air-conditioned room all day. Behind the old house, the leafy pockets of the big camphor tree are full of knots and intertwined, just like a dragon's paw extending around and advancing into the depths of the soil with unshakable strength, just like the portrayal of the old house rooted in the depths of my soul. The arched roots are natural benches made of local materials. In summer, when enjoying the cool or boring leisure, three or five people in the village always sit on the roots and get together, holding hands with each other, chatting about the daily chores of rural farming, the daily necessities of villagers' lives, the dribs and drabs of villagers going out to work, and the bright future of new rural construction and living environment. ...
Hometown can be used for leisure. Outside the old house, you can enjoy sightseeing, with a far view, an extremely wide view and endless fields. On both sides of the field of vision are endless mountains and green trees. In front of the field of vision are rows of houses, showing the most beautiful scenery of new rural construction. In the courtyard of the old house, there is a big grape trellis with chairs and garden tables under it. Have morning tea with old friends in the morning, have a little rest in the chair at noon, and play small cards with neighbors in the afternoon. I have nothing to do in the sun in the hospital in winter. There is a lot of idle land to the east of the old house. In my spare time, I go there to help grow melons and fruits and grow some side dishes in the garden. People can't stay still forever. Proper exercise is also a major factor in good health. Taking a little time out every day to stretch your bones and muscles can not only exercise, but also make up for the self-sufficiency on the green table. Why not? Enough activities. Go back to my old house and have some wine with my wife, one tea and one meal, one dish and one porridge. That's good. To tell the truth, for our generation who go out from the countryside, the house outside is just a residence, and the house in my hometown is the real home!
Hometown can be used for holidays, and the country has its own side. It has its unique flavor of life, sweet water, fresh air and elegant environment. There are charming scenery all year round: wild flowers in spring, rippling lakes in summer, Yuan Ye with withered vegetation in autumn and warm riverbed in winter, which is suitable for fishing. The river to the east of the village has a curved riverbed, green water, rich aquatic plants in spring and deep crucian carp in winter. You can throw the rod and fish to your heart's content, and continue your childhood fishing dream. When I was young, I often went fishing with adults. The position of camphor tree leaning against the water is my grandfather's favorite fishing spot. There are countless stories about the second generation of grandparents and grandchildren. I still remember the scene of running fish wrestling: "I thought I was going to braise in soy sauce, so I quickly stood up and bent down." Inadvertently, the foot slipped and Sun Xiaoyu ran to replay. "Grandpa often thinks of this poem in my ear when he reads it.
Hometown can maintain health, and it is inseparable from farmhouse dishes. One of the four cornerstones of health is a reasonable and good diet. All the food here is interplanted in our own garden. There is not much land, but there is everything. Vegetables, radishes, eggplant, leeks, beans, tomatoes, pumpkins, etc. What I often eat is green vegetables, which do not need chemical fertilizers and pesticides and have no pollution. You can pick them while eating, and you don't have to put them in the refrigerator, and you don't have to worry about nutrient loss after long storage. The fish here are all wild in their own ponds, and the chickens and ducks here are free-range in front of their own houses. Pond fish and poultry that are not fed with pig feed are now cooked and slaughtered, authentic, reliable and safe to eat, regardless of hormones and lean meat.
Hometown has its own warmth, and pets are human friends. When loneliness strikes and relatives are not around, pets are the best support for emotional loss. Pets can be kept at home if they want, and they are not limited by the number of pets and are not detained by documents and permits. There is enough yard and land on the left side of the old house for them to play, so there is no need to worry about disturbing the people and hurting the people. Small animals want to run, and there is no chain around their necks. They can take off freely all day. Wherever I go, it follows me and treats me warmly. When I spit out the sound of "tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut. As soon as I reached out, it jumped up and shook hands with me, and its high-cocked tail swung from side to side quickly, for fear that the frequency of shaking was not fast enough to neglect me.
Hometown can be used for providing for the aged. In the traditional concept of early villagers to spend their old age safely, one of the biggest puzzles of rural pension is that it is inconvenient for the elderly to see a doctor. It is no longer a problem that it is difficult to see a doctor in rural areas. With the long-term progress of rural medical facilities, rural residents can also enjoy urban medical care like urban residents. With the rapid improvement of people's living standards, private driving has already entered thousands of households. After the implementation of the major measures of new rural construction, the living environment in my hometown has been greatly improved, the cast-in-place cement road between urban and rural areas has been unblocked, and buses leading to the city have also been equipped. A more autonomous and faster means of transportation is that private cars can drive directly into the road between urban and rural areas. There are no cars, traffic jams and exhaust in the country, so you don't have to worry about danger when traveling on the road. I don't have to wait until retirement age. As long as I am not bound by the world of mortals, I will immediately return to the village, back to that simple land, build a house, enjoy the spring breeze of a courtyard and enjoy a night view.
Whether it is successful or not, the old house will call its owner home. My tender thoughts are collected in bricks, and my unchanging partner rubs them into the rubble. There are roots that I can't get rid of for half my life, and feelings that I can't forget for the rest of my life. In my stubborn heart, only by being close to the rural land can the body of life not be suspended. Only by feeling the pulse of the old house can the inner thoughts have a solid feeling. The house in my hometown is the building object, and the dark research is the carrier of homesickness. As the days go by, with the infinite expansion of age, the emotional waves of homesickness in the bones are getting stronger and stronger. When I meet holidays, I always unconsciously think of my "home" which is near and far away, and the lively atmosphere at home in the past. There, there are no tall buildings, no crowded people, no luxurious cinemas and no smooth internet. Some are fresh air, some are refreshing flowers, some are cicadas singing and birds singing, some are simple folk customs and seamless communication. ...
My hometown is a lamp in my life. It illuminates my direction and my way back to my original source, but the house is an indispensable burning object of this oil lamp. Without a house, the oil lamp can't be lit, the gateway to returning home can't be crossed, and the great achievements of new rural construction can't benefit more people. So we must stay in our hometown, which is the need of rural children's life and the need of new rural construction!