During the long winter nights, I drove through Foshan, Guangdong, back to my hometown in Shaoyang. The wind was biting, the traffic jams on the road made the journey even more difficult, and I felt exhausted after several hours of travel. Luckily, we arrived home safely.
It's freezing at home, freezing rain is coming, and then snow is coming. I'm used to writing when I get home, but tonight I can't get into the mood and I can't adjust my emotions.
Just put down your pen and go for a walk in the wilderness tomorrow. After stopping writing for many days, I realized that the winter in Hunan was too cold for people to create quietly. I think back to the happy times when I was a child, but I find that my yearning for the snow has never changed.
In the snow, I felt like I had returned to my childhood, running and playing with my friends, enjoying the joy of winter. Even though our shoes were soaking wet and our feet were cold, we were still energized and enjoying the snow.
Recalling the diligence and wisdom of the older generation, I feel emotional. They worked hard to keep every loess field in order, which is a testimony of their hard work.
When I was a child, I used to spend happy times in the orange groves in my hometown, where I had close contact with various plants and felt the beauty of nature.
Recalling the harvest moment, I feel as if I have returned to the past, enjoying the idyllic beauty of rural life.
When the orange trees bloom, the fragrance of the flowers makes me feel happy. These fond memories make me feel nostalgic for my hometown.
It seems that I can hear the cry of the wilderness, the wheezing of labor, and I am full of endless yearning for rural life.
In the embrace of the wilderness, I felt the call of nature. Here, every gasp of labor is full of vitality, and every field records the crystallization of hard work and wisdom. In this tranquil land, I felt the pulse of life and the power of nature.
When I think back to my childhood, those happy memories flash in front of me like a dream. The joyful scenes of running, building snowmen, and having snowball fights in the snow seemed like yesterday, and I couldn't help but feel emotional. And now, back in this wilderness, it is as if I have returned to my childhood, feeling the innocence and happiness.
Here, every inch of land is full of vitality, and every drop of dew carries the gift of nature. Walking in the wilderness, I felt the peace and tranquility of my heart, and felt the beauty and wonder of nature.
Perhaps, in this wilderness, I found my inner home and found the sustenance of my soul. Here, I felt the true meaning of life and the wonders of nature.
In the cry of the wilderness, I seemed to have found my own direction and found the meaning of life. In this land, I felt the passion and vitality of life, and felt the beauty and magic of nature.
Therefore, I decided to let my dreams fly and pursue my heart's yearning in this wilderness. I believe that in this land, I will find my own home and find my own happiness. Because here, every inch of land is full of life, and every drop of dew carries the blessings of nature.