Once, I thought that university life was a world and a stage for me to spread my wings. However, as time went on, I came to realize that there was a special kind of sorrow that I was carrying. I'm a college student from the countryside, and I can't seem to find a place to belong, whether it's back to my hometown or into the embrace of the big city.
The hometown that I can't go back to is the deepest pain in my heart. When I was a child, I farmed and worked on the yellow earth, forming a special bond with the earth, and my hometown was the cradle of my growth. But now, the hometown has become strange and distant. Every time I go back, I walk around the head and end of the village, but I feel deeply helpless. The houses are dilapidated, the streets are narrow, and the old people of the village are crying and saying to me, "Son, you have to wander outside, don't come back." "I can understand their distress, but the pain in my heart is indescribable. Am I really no longer part of this land?I am powerless to answer.
But the big city can't accommodate me, a college student from the countryside. Big cities are bustling and bustling, with skyscrapers towering and lights flickering endlessly. However, on the stage of this world, I am just an insignificant existence, feeling like I am being submerged in the ** and high-rise buildings. The competition in the big cities is fierce, and there are many talented people, and I, just a rural person, are burdened with endless confusion and can't find my own place. In the process of looking for a job, I put in more effort than I imagined, but I could not let my talents and values be accepted. From time to time, I stand in the crowd, watching them talk and smile, but I can only walk silently, carrying the label of rural college students, feeling depressed.
I became lonely and confused, unable to find my place in the chaos of this world. Most of my friends have chosen a stable job and life, and their goals are clear and their future is bright. I, on the other hand, felt different and lost. I'm the kind of person who doesn't want to give up the memories of my hometown or be swallowed up by the city. I love the bustle and convenience of a big city, but I can't forget the most simple warmth of my hometown.
Perhaps, I should not stay in pain all the time, but bravely face the reality and find my own opportunities and directions. The fact that I can't go back to my hometown means that I need to keep looking for new places and opportunities to gradually build my own home. I can't accommodate my big city, so I can go to other places and feel those warmth and hope. Perhaps, I should move forward, pursue the sky that belongs to me, and use my hands and sweat to create my own value and dignity.
College life was supposed to be a feast of youth, but for a rural college student like me, it turned into a sad journey. I hope to find a land of my own, where the memories of my hometown and the opportunities of the big city are perfectly blended. I hope to be able to find a stable job and life, so that my efforts can be seen and recognized. May I soon find my place and achieve inner balance and peace. Autumn and Winter Check-in Challenge