My hometown is an unforgettable place, where I was born and raised. There are lovely old folks, supreme elders, neighbors, childhood playmates and classmates from primary school to high school. Familiar fields and hutongs; Strong local accent and homesickness, grandfather is long when going out, grandmother is short, parents are short, and they know everything. Here, I spent my childhood and adolescence. More than 60 years have passed, and these wonderful memories are still in my heart.
Since 1978 left home to join the army in February, I finally went home to visit my family in early 1982, so I don't want to say anything about my joy. When I get home, I am happiest than my parents. I haven't seen you for a few years, and there are endless words and things that make me feel very cordial ... In the early 1980s, when the rural conditions were not good, the old man still brought me the good things he usually saved, but at this moment, I feel that I will never grow up in the eyes of my parents. After I came back, I ordered to visit relatives and friends, and told the villagers to be polite and modest when talking with people. Of course, the most anxious thing is to help arrange blind dates, because almost all people of the same age have partners or are married.
1985 65438+ 10, I was on vacation to take care of my wife who was confined to a confinement, and suddenly I received an urgent telegram from the postman, saying that the telegram had been here three times because the address was unknown. After receiving the telegram, he took obedience as his first duty before the holiday and four days before the child's full moon, and hurried back to the army the next day. Back to the barracks, I realized that the troops were going to the front line of Laoshan. At this time, the troops were already in intense preparations, and I immediately devoted myself to the preparations for the war and the maintenance before the war. ...
At that time, the Spring Festival was approaching, and participating in the war was undoubtedly a severe test for every soldier. Tension and fear are more complicated. At that time, there were no modern means of communication, so I was very uneasy about how to tell my family about the coming war. Go, but I'm afraid my family can't bear it. Don't say it, but I'm afraid to leave regrets. So on the 16th day of the first month, I privately asked the chief for two days off, and traveled more than 300 kilometers in two days, just to meet my parents, wife and infant children and tell my family the truth. But war is cruel. After all, there is only one life, and it is better to say goodbye than to visit. But in the face of the feelings of home and country, we can only turn our backs and serve the country faithfully.
During my year in the front line, my family has been worried about my safety and scared. My mother often burns paper on the fifteenth day of the first month, praying for God's blessing. Father reminds me to pay attention to safety every time he writes. In particular, the wife lives in fear and pain with her young son alone. She often goes to Lacrimosa to communicate with people, most afraid that someone will ask about her father. ...
I was overjoyed to hear that the troops were going to withdraw from Shandong after a year of fighting. For confidentiality, I only told my family the approximate withdrawal time. 1On June 7th, 986, I suddenly broke into the house and gave my family a big surprise. My parents, wife, brothers and sisters are all indescribable happy to see me alive. The neighbor said, your life is really big, which is a blessing in previous lives. I'm lucky to be home safely this time. Really feel the warmth of home. It's good to have parents.
Twelve years as a soldier,1July, 990, I took off my military uniform and transferred to a large state-owned enterprise in my hometown. Being close to home, there are more opportunities to go home naturally. Being able to reunite with parents and family and enjoy family happiness is both warm and happy.
The world is gray. As parents get older, children are growing up. I am more grateful to the hardships of the old people's lives and the kindness of my parents. At that time, the old man brought up our four sisters with hardships, and it is conceivable how much he suffered and how much he suffered. When we all got married, it was the time for the elderly to provide for the elderly, but their mother died in August 2006 and their father died in June 5438 +2009 10. The death of the old man made our sisters sad, guilty and reluctant, leaving endless thoughts. However, this is human destiny. Everything didn't start over, only regret remained.
Parents are alive, it is normal and natural to go back to their hometown to see their parents, care about the warmth and coldness, and make up the debts owed by the soldiers. Now, although my parents are long gone, I will go to their graves to light incense and give them "money" to express my grief for the elderly on their memorial day, or during the Spring Festival and Tomb-Sweeping Day.
It feels different to go home now without parents. I can't see my parents sitting on the stone in front of the door to enjoy the cool sunshine. I can't see my parents snuggling in the alley mouth and waving goodbye reluctantly ... Some people say that "parents have a home", and brothers and sisters are relatives. This is not unreasonable. Although my brothers and sisters in my hometown still cry for dinner every time they go home, they will also bring their own vegetables, corn, wheat and flour, but there is always a feeling that I feel very hard. This deep brotherhood is worth remembering forever.
In a blink of an eye, the old man has been gone for more than ten years. Every time I think or dream, I leave behind thoughts and memories. Now my hometown still has the house my parents built for me when I was a soldier. It is also my "wedding room" and the place where my son was born. What I want to leave this home is a little nostalgia, and what I want is this nostalgia.
In a blink of an eye, I have gone through more than half of my life, but no matter when, I can't forget my hometown, which is the place where I dream of sailing, the place I will never forget, and the place where I dream of going back.