It has been more than 30 years since I left my hometown, and it has been half of my life. For more than 30 years, I have not had much time to visit my hometown, but every time I go back to my hometown, I find that my hometown will have a new look. Maybe it's because the middle time is too long, but the hometown is indeed changing, take the road as an example, the former rural road has become an asphalt road, and there are highways, and there are railways and trains in the districts and counties. Looking at these little changes, I am happy for my hometown, and at the same time, I am also sad for many memories that have been hidden in the depths of time, such as the old house where I live, as early as many years ago, in the **, it collapsed, and now it is full of wild grass, wild grass. Later, the toon tree next to the house was also cut down.
Father said that because of the construction of a beautiful countryside in the new countryside, the village road has become a cement road, and the items that are piled up in front of the door have been cleaned up, although the house has collapsed, but the appearance still has to be neatly done, and later, I may feel that the toon tree pestle is not very elegant there, and it seems to be not very harmonious with the surrounding fields and mountains, and the stumps and leaves that fall every year are not swept away, and some small animals are hidden in them, such as snakes, such as geckos, and some small animals that will give people goosebumps. As a result, the three toon trees were finally cut down one after another. Also, I haven't eaten toon tree buds for many years, it's a delicacy, since the old house is gone, my father moved to the town, and the toon tree sprouts from spring to winter every year, growing leaves, and then falling leaves, year after year, repeating the laws of nature, and no one remembers the deliciousness of toon tree buds made into food.
However, I think that after cutting down these three behemoths that have already matured, the ruins of the old houses that used to be in the shade of the sun suddenly opened up. At a glance, I saw the end of the field, at this moment, the original self-reserved land at the end of the old house site has also become a rape field, the green rape leaves hold the golden rape flowers, this is the most beautiful scenery in the countryside during the New Year, among the rape flowers, the hard-working bees fly in and out, a beautiful picture of the countryside, which makes people feel quiet and down-to-earth.
And at this moment I am still immersed in the past days, there are four days before the New Year, my villagers and fathers are busy preparing for the New Year, grinding tofu, sweeping the house, and preparing some simple and hearty food, although there are no more materials at that time, but there is a different kind of joy in people's hearts, and the memories of childhood are always so innocent and beautiful. The most beautiful and simple rural scene that used to be able to hide under a tall tree in the scorching summer, with three or five peasants sitting on a stone or sitting on the ground, guarding the proverb about the growth of crops or the farming in the field. Society is developing rapidly, entering the information age, the world no longer exists remote and corners, the countryside has also entered the information age, when not busy, even when busy, people are the same as people in the city, mobile phones do not leave their hands, all over the world.
From the countryside to the city, people have experienced a short period of twenty or thirty years, and now they have begun to retreat from the city to the countryside, but they have encountered many unprecedented opportunities and challenges. When I go back to my hometown for the New Year, what else is there besides nostalgia? The flavor of childhood has been sealed in the depths of memory, and the reality of the New Year, the scene of the sound of firecrackers saying goodbye to the old year, is also in the past tense, because, the fathers are old, the young people are gone, three or two people go back to the village for the New Year, it is nothing more than to relive those childhood memories, after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, go to the city for a certain life, the hometown of the left-behind people, it is another long year of waiting, waiting for the arrival of the New Year.
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