Years Kong-style

When the internet was making a fuss about the log of a doctoral student returning home in the spring of the year, there were such a group of people who went in the opposite direction and went far away in the spring of the year, I am really envious of homesickness! This group of people have a common characteristic, that is, they live in the city where they grow up. For them in spring, it is just an ordinary festival that can take a walk-as-you-go trip at any time. It is hard for them to appreciate the yearning for tourists living in other places in spring. For me, hometown is more like a kite flying. No matter how far, how high, and how happy I am, no matter how familiar I am with the strange city where I live outside, even if you are familiar with every traffic light in this city, there will always be a kind of natural strangeness, which will make you give up and go back to your homeland in the spring of the year. So every spring, it is just like a kite taking up the thread. The thread in my hand stops my original heart of trying to float out, making myself return to the original point without any hesitation. Although the homeland is changing every year, sometimes it even develops so fast that I feel a little familiar and unfamiliar, what remains unchanged is the feeling I am concerned about, and more is the growing memory that goes deep into the bone marrow, hometown is no longer a place name logo, but a hotbed in dreams. In the spring of the recent year, I would never meet some old friends. I inquired carefully that they were all traveling outside, which made me feel jealous in my incomparable envy. My eyes were so affectionate that I couldn’t give up my homeland, in their eyes, it was so ordinary. Even in the spring of the year, they could not stop their steps to the distant place. The elder people are old-fashioned and still stick to the old customs. They will not let their children leave their homes easily in spring. Because in their eyes, when spring came together, they remembered that the spring was not at home, which meant that the fleeting years were unfavorable and the annual harvest was not abundant, which greatly affected the luck path. However, the old system is often the most vulnerable to challenges. The new generation may have stayed in the city for a long time. It is rare to have such a vacation, and they are very willing to go out to see different years; perhaps I was tired of the welcome and delivery of new year’s spring, and the happy people went out to hide and socialize frequently, in order to get a little clean from the trip of new year’s spring; Perhaps there are really few parts that are indeed not rich at hand, it was not convenient and I felt ashamed to meet the creditor, so I simply avoided this embarrassment. For the travellers who live outside, they return home in spring but lack these troubles. If they have money and no money, they will go home for the Spring Festival! This was a kind of spontaneous willingness from the heart. No matter what reason, no matter how tortuous the journey was, no matter how difficult the journey was, it could not resist the heart of returning home in the spring. In the spring of this year, I thought of the sentence I once wrote: Living in a growing city is extremely happy. The city is rich because of you, and you are wonderful because of the city. Every bit of change in the city will integrate you into it. Natural integration and unnatural contamination will make the breath and memory of the city reveal naturally and unnaturally on you. However, the longer you stay outside, the more you will lose to this city. Finally, the city is farther and farther away from you, and more and more strange. It really only exists in your memory! I think this passage may solve the unchanging reason why I always insist on returning home in Spring! It can also explain why the doctor wrote down the log of returning home that caused controversy! Like (prose editor: Ink drops into wounds) change the way to continue to stay with this city

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