Since joining the work, this is the first Spring Festival I have spent in my hometown, and I can't remember it clearly, because my mother in the countryside has naturally become our first choice every year when she returns to her hometown for the New Year.
After returning to his hometown, it is indispensable to pull family life, listen to the brothers and sisters talk, many of the old people in the past have passed away a lot, some of the old people seen in the same village neighborhood during the Spring Festival in previous years, most of them are now no longer visible, and the old people in the same village who are about the same age as their parents, except for my 96-year-old long-lived mother who is still alive in the village, are now basically extinct; There are some groups of children passing by at the door, and I don't know whose children they are, and even every time I go back to my hometown, these children think that we are relatives of whose family, and always regard us as a person who comes from other places to string relatives, in fact, they don't know at all, I also grew up here, here is my childhood, but many of our childhood friends have now gone their separate ways and ......
This ruthless time ring, an inexplicable loneliness, loneliness welled up in my heart, obviously it is my hometown that I think about day and night, but I can't see the person we want to see, in fact, we miss not only this place, but also the childhood time that exists in the depths of our minds. ** Liu Shidi.