New Year

It is rare to go back to my hometown. The home of my grandparents was also the place where I remembered when I was a child. The popularity of the past was covered by a layer of dust, and the way to the door was crowded in a path, quiet, wet, secretly. The long-lost wooden door of Zhu Black also became more and more old, shorter, and dry and mottled. The yard was still the same as before, but the dead leaves became the leading role. The genealogy on the wall was still hanging high. The clock had been stopped for several years without using it. Everything seemed strange and familiar. The warmth of rushing home in childhood, after the family left, there is also a little smell, so I like a place because the people there, because there is love, is home. By accident, I saw my childhood photo on the wall, holding my little nephew’s finger and saying, “This is my aunt! Time is the cruelest thing in the world. Time is also the greatest thing in the world. It pushes us from children to adults, from simplicity to complexity, and from life to survival. I saw the born child, the old man with rickets and faltering, while we were still walking, recalling and pursuing! I have gone far away, and the meaning of going back to my hometown can only be truly realized after I set foot on the land of my hometown, just as I once saw a paragraph like this: going home is to accept the review and being reviewed by relatives, friends and neighbors. First of all, you have to accept the review of all the relatives and villagers in your hometown. You have excellent academic results, you have earned a lot of money, you have been promoted to an official position, your marriage personal problems, and you are the honor of the villagers, you can’t live up to their expectations. At the same time, you also need to look at the changes in your hometown, the new cement roads, the establishment of enterprises, or the changes in your hometown’s appearance, everything. No matter how unhappy you are outside, there is always a feeling of returning home. Even if you are desperate, your hometown is still the only place to accept you.. Because of home, because of family, because blood is thicker than water! What blurred my eyes, looked up at the Clean Sky, the winding road, and the simple face, all permeated with peace. As for my hometown, I am just a traveller in a hurry. The courtyard filled with countless laughter, the fields and alleys flowing with cheerful steps, and the simple smiling faces passing. Fragments of Memory are played intermittently in my mind. At this time, I feel that life here is as thick as it has never been at this moment. There is no internet, no numerous and complicated programs, and plenty of hearty laughter talking with neighbors hand in hand. Is there a quiet courtyard at home at the door? An old man walked out slowly, with his black skin and eyes squeezed by wrinkles, and smiled plainly: sitting in the room, it would be a new year greeting when coming, but at this time, I suddenly fell in love with the intangible cultural heritage left by China: Spring Festival. Maybe we really lost too much beauty on the way forward, but got something essential for the soul. Therefore, most people’s bodies were Walking Dead in cities, leaving the soul is overhead in the original intention of life. So, what is important? Because of home, we have concerns. Because of home, we can pursue our dreams recklessly. But don’t forget, don’t walk too fast, stop for parents, relatives, for yourself, bring time, smile, bring feelings to pay New Year greetings to your family! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city

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