The last night of departure. I am really happy and nervous, and my whole mind has been replaced by the urgency of going home. I didn't sleep well that night, and my heart was really complicated. I am very happy because I know it will be difficult for me to go back to my hometown in the future. How can I always go home in all directions?
So the next morning, at dawn, we boarded the road home. Because of the bus ride for several hours, my mother-in-law prepared a lot of food for her son before she left, and we also made a lot of bags. My husband complained that I brought too much and it was inconvenient to go out.
I finally got on the bus, sat in my seat, settled down, and felt much calmer. After arranging the children, I also enjoyed the scenery along the road alone.
Because the car has just started and it is winter, you can see the general scenery through the frosted window, and the weather is also very good. There are a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, which feel very soft, so pure and white. Looking around, the snow from all over the mountains is flying all over the sky in the whistling north wind, like a fairy scattering flowers, like a white morning mist, permeating between heaven and earth. The crystal hung on the tree and shone in the sun, like a bright gem. The eyes are changing as the car walks, and the time is getting longer and longer. Everything in the car is so quiet. I'm the only one in the mood. Home is getting closer. My heart is getting more and more excited and nervous. Looking forward to meeting my family,
Suddenly, my son's crying disturbed me. He took my hand and shouted. When will mom come to my uncle's house? Will they come to pick us up? Is it fun there? I smiled. Yes, I don't know what it's like now, but when it comes to my hometown, I'm still so kind and yearning, even though my hometown is strange to me. It's a lot farther.
Things have changed, and it has been 20 years since I left my hometown. That scene seems to be yesterday, my hometown and my childhood laughter and tears, as well as my hopes and sustenance. My childhood hometown is still clear in my mind.
This is a barren village with 80 families. A potholed dirt road is full of low straw houses, mud chimneys and worn-out fences. There is also a group of simple folks who work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Rest at sunset. I live a normal life, but I have beautiful scenery and infinite memories.
In spring. When we were children, we often ran and played on the Yuan Ye, regardless of the mud on the road after the snow cleared. We rolled up our trousers and shoes, wearing the faded old cotton-padded jacket and holding cold steamed bread in our hands. We went to dig wild vegetables and pick wild flowers with friends. Playing in the lush Woods, climbing trees from time to time to dig bird's nest, poplar oil can't be washed off, so I was beaten and sometimes forgot to go home. At that time, there were many friends and no toys to play with. But I am happy and satisfied.
In midsummer, catch tadpoles and touch toads by the pond. I will chase and play on the tree-lined path, run full of sweat, and go home to drink the cool well water with bitter taste in the pulley handle well. I was so addicted to drinking that I fell and bled. I grabbed a handful of dirt on the wound. I was not afraid of infection or pain. I was not as delicate as children now, afraid of dirt and suffering, but everything was full at that time.
In autumn, adults are busy harvesting, while we gather ears of wheat and beans in small groups on the golden Yuan Ye. When playing games, we play hide-and-seek and jump rope in that yard. We are very happy.
In winter, we also make snowmen, have snowball fights and wear thick cotton-padded jackets, shoes, hats and gloves. It was very cold then. But I am not afraid of the cold. I am very excited and happy.
Now, all my childhood friends have grown up and have their own lives. There is less and less contact with each other and they all live in different parts of the world. Maybe some of them will not recognize each other when they meet. Alas, at this moment, I wish time would stop and go back to what it was 20 years ago. Now there is no innocence and liveliness of childhood, what is left is the mind honed by years and dim youth. Old hometown, old partner, how are you?
Thinking about it, the bus stopped and we arrived at the station. I saw my brothers and sisters coming to meet us from afar. So excited at that moment, so excited. The mood is really complicated. Tears rolled down my cheeks silently, and the station was close to my brother's house. There were too many chefs holding luggage, greeting each other and talking cordially. Unconsciously, I have arrived at my brother's house.
This home in front of us is really different. Everything in the village has changed. There is no original straw house, no foreign tile houses, and no brick-by-brick courtyard cover. Even the barn is made of bricks. That muddy road is not a ditch, but a cement pavement. On both sides of the road are rows of poplars and weeping willows, because it is the Spring Festival. Every yard is still plastered with red blessings and hung with red lanterns. Everything is very different from before, brand-new, harmonious and comfortable. Obviously, people are no longer poor and have lived a rich life. Everything in the past is gone. Even the well has become tap water, which tastes so sweet without the bitterness of the past. Surprisingly, everyone has another communication tool-mobile phone, and these lives have changed.
Next, we stayed at my brother's house for more than ten days. This is my happiest ten days. When eating, more than twenty people were very lively, and a group of families sat around the table, chatting far and wide, and drinking glasses. Sometimes they play mahjong, and the argument about who made a mistake on a card is very interesting. My sister-in-law and I sat on the hot kang, chatting about the bitterness of leaving for many years and the sweetness of life. Then I was busy cooking, and my son was the happiest. He ran outside to set off firecrackers and played in the snow with the children, because he had never been so relaxed since he grew up. He said it was best to stay in the country. I have many friends, so I am no longer lonely. My neighbor came to see me. I don't know the older ones and I haven't met the younger ones, but their enthusiasm and simplicity have not changed. The strong local accent has never changed, and everything is so kind and natural. I feel the warmth I have never felt in 20 years.
After spending more than ten days with my family. We're leaving. Because we are coming to Guangzhou, we have started a new journey. When he left. My brother and sister-in-law brought us a lot of things, and under the hospitality. I have to accept it. Husband's nagging is inevitable. Trouble.
I really don't want to leave. Because I know very well. I don't know when I came back, but I came back here in my dream. The moment I stepped on the bus. The brothers and sisters were filled with tears and deeply entrusted. I can't hold back my emotions any longer. Crying out loud, tears are sad and full of nostalgia. The car slowly moved forward, and my relatives chased the footsteps of the car, which made my heart pull up, the kind of unspeakable pain. That nostalgia,
Yes There is no banquet that never ends, and life will never stop. But he always has joys and sorrows. Sadness and joy are mixed. I still have a lot to say about my hometown and my relatives. I haven't finished yet, and I haven't talked about many thoughts, but time won't stop, only the hurried steps when I broke up and the homesickness I can't stay.
I once again left my hometown, the place that once gave me happiness and pain. Now I am glad that she is no longer poor and miserable and has entered a harmonious society. If we wait for another three years. Maybe five years, maybe by the time I come back, she will be completely new. Thinking about it, I smiled. Why should I cry? Happiness, hometown is like a mother, she raised us. Suffering from hardships, my mother is now living a comfortable life and is no longer affected by poverty. We should be happy, so I really smiled from the heart.