Essay on missing hometown things

My hometown haunts me.

Beautiful landscapes are the most able to hook up the fragile side of people's hearts, so that they can arouse the inner fire and ignite the whole universe. The moment it touched the heart, the dazzling flames burned vigorously. The love that I have done before is deeply rooted in my heart and leads to a strong love.

Bits and pieces of memories, indelible memories. Just for the sake of your life in the previous life, I have left a trace of being scratched by a knife in my heart, and it has gradually merged into my heart and connected as one. That's my hometown - Wudian Dongwan.

The most impressive thing is the unique scenery that once was, and its status will always be the first in my heart. It is conceivable how it is brilliant and wins the favor of beautiful women.

Sixteen glorious years have passed in the place where I was born and raised. Get used to turning on the TV after waking up in the morning. Accustomed to the honking of vehicles outside the window when sleeping.

I'm used to my mother calling me when she cooks. I was used to doing wrong things, and my father taught me. Accustomed to everything and everything, all this only haunts me.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the hometown of the mountains and mountains is connected, and the scenery is peculiar and spectacular. Everywhere you can see the scenery that can be enjoyed everywhere; Wonderful birds that can be heard everywhere and can be seen everywhere. How can all this not haunt my dreams, the glory of the past, it is difficult to reproduce, but it has not faded in the depths of my mind.

The hot and cold climate unconsciously touched me who was strong in my heart. Thinking about the past, playing childish games, climbing the mountains of my hometown, racing crazy cars, building a snowman, and so on, how can I not be haunted by all these things?

But what is complaining is that it is no longer possible to truly reflect the pictures of the past life, and the scenes in the eyes can be reappeared. Perhaps it is the best choice to meditate in your heart, only in this way will the reluctance to parting not make you too painful, and the intensity of homesickness will slowly weaken. It's hard to imagine all this.

Time has passed, abandoned the home in the hometown, entered the dazzling city pass, settled a new home, everything in the city is more interesting, more fashionable, the vast majority of people yearn for the life of the city, but the city lacks the breath of rural nature, diverse landscapes.

The past is no longer nostalgic, and what you have needs to be cherished. A new life, a new situation, everything is new. The good times need to be cherished, and the gorgeous beliefs of the past are out of reach, and the joyful and sad right and wrong of touching reality.

The good old days haunt me in my dreams, and I can't go back to the past, I have to face the difference of the times, and the single and rotten will eventually change.

The time and place have changed, and the emotions of joy, anger, sorrow and joy have all changed. The affection of my hometown has been changed, just because my heart is in touch, and I will always hold on to this inseparable affection.