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? One: "In the past, I was gone, and rice and wheat were Yiyi. Now that I think about it, there are fruits and peppers everywhere. "
I still remember that just after the college entrance examination, I went to Chengdu on the recommendation of my cousin, joined Foxconn and worked as a summer job for nearly a month. After returning home, I only have about 20 days left to accompany my mother. During that time, I couldn't help but think of my life before the college entrance examination, both bitter and sweet: she always encouraged me, and I also listened to her talk about her daily activities and occasionally chatted with her about some anecdotes that happened at school.
At that time, our family had bought a house in the town and lived there for three or four years. But the house in my hometown is still there, and my mother goes back to my hometown occasionally, so it is not a problem to order food for me, my brother and her. I usually take time to go back to my hometown with my mother on weekends. On the one hand, nostalgia makes me homesick. On the other hand, I long for the fresh air in the countryside and want to relax myself. After half a year, I saw this scene when I went home with my parents again.
Damaged houses, rusty stoves, pitted floors, dim lights, neglected fruit trees full of insects, and cherry trees with many new buds ... Admittedly, all these are so shabby and barren, but they are indispensable places for my soul in the past ten years, and they are also "old friends" who have witnessed the purest appearance of each of us. So, in?
? Two? "There are many bananas in front of the house, a cherry tree and a few birds singing, as if welcoming the owner back." The so-called "my road has twists and turns, passing through a sheltered depression" is the strange and familiar feeling of home and homeland that I feel when I walk on a winding path!
After watching "Old Friends", I finally want to go home today. Mr. Taibai once said, "I have to leave Bolt and me since yesterday." Yes, it's natural for you to stay in your hometown for a short time, but the "sense of hometown" that arises every time you go home never fades. On the way back to the city, I visited all the great rivers and mountains and saw the new ideas in the old things, which made me linger.
This year's New Year's Day, according to the usual practice, is the day when my father, brother and I "cross the mountains" and go back to our hometown to worship our ancestors. The first day of this year is quite special, because today is grandma's anniversary, so we think it is indispensable for everyone in the family to go. But my mother is going to clean up the kitchen for my grandmother and my second aunt who are coming to my house, so she cooks at home, and the three of us just set off at 8 o'clock to try to get back for lunch. Of course, we didn't walk there, but took our father's motorcycle to pay homage to our ancestors' graves.
Third, "the most important thing is to be near my village, meet people, be afraid but reluctant to leave, and still love warmth and warmth." On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, the climax of the Spring Festival has gradually receded. It was not until I sent my sister away that I finally understood how happy I was when I came back and how sour I should be when I left.
All the noise or excitement will eventually calm down. After my sister returned to Chengdu, it was just me, my brother and my parents at home. My younger brother is catching up with winter vacation homework. Because his mother always speaks highly of him, he seems extremely reluctant but helpless. As for me, there seems to be nothing to do except cooking, washing dishes and washing clothes every day, because my father has to get up early every morning to clean up, and I won't get up until the morning. Although ashamed, but also helpless. This is a natural habit!
It may be the cause of the cold in spring. My mother somehow caught a cold and took some medicine. On the fourteenth day of the Lunar New Year, on the spot (the day of the market), my father took my mother to see a doctor and brought a pair of Chinese medicine home to boil and drink. After a few days, it gradually improved. Seeing my mother is better, but I feel stuffy nose, especially when I sleep at night, but I always feel that it is not serious. There is no need to buy medicine. I believe in my immunity.
After the off-year, it is the sixteenth day of the first month. This day is really a rare fine weather. The shy sun has been around for a long time, but it didn't come out until near noon. After lunch, my mother said that I hadn't gone out for a walk for a long time. I felt the same way, so I went out with my mother and had a "beach tour" from sunrise to sunset.
Walk from Xinxing Street to Xiongjiaba, cross the bridge, walk to Erlong Road, and walk into the kindergarten again, trying to see the little girl last year. Although I haven't met her, I know her very well.
From the post office to Xiangshui Image, and then across the bridge, the newly-built primary school at Qiaotou has been completed, and the Xiangtan River under the bridge is crystal clear, which is really beautiful at the moment;
Walking from the forest park to the middle school, the scenery remains the same. Today is off-year, and it's the day to register. Everyone is very lively. It must be the excitement in my heart during the New Year.
Four "the mountains and rivers are still the same, so the old people are carefree, which is leisure rather than sorrow." The sunshine is just right, which is really a rare good weather. Under my "bewitch" all the way, my mother accompanied me for almost half a beach. It's hard! However, walking is healthier. I'm in a good mood, as if I'm getting over my cold soon.
I am about to leave for school, and I plan to leave on the eighteenth day of the first month. I don't know why, but I always feel empty and have no landing. Because, there is still one place I don't like, and that is my alma mater, Xiangtan Middle School.
The day before departure, it was sunny and warm as spring. After climbing Zhu Ershi, a famous "scenic spot" in our town with my friends, it's already 5 pm. She has gone home, but I still don't have a good time and am in high spirits. So, I called my mother and said I didn't have to cook dinner. When I was eating out, I heard my father say with a smile on the phone, "Your mother is going to make you your favorite glutinous rice balls tonight. Are you sure you don't want to come back to eat? " I am still a little tempted, but I still can't say it. Let's eat tomorrow morning.
So, what exactly affected my taste buds? That must be Jiajiale rice noodles. This is the place I often go in the afternoon since high school, and I have persisted. So, I walked to my destination with great expectation.
? This shop has been open for nearly ten years. I still remember when I first came here, I was still in primary school. At that time, my sister went to junior high school. I was not used to it for the first time, but later I became fascinated. When I went this time, it happened that the middle school was over. Full house, uncles and aunts are as busy as a bee, and the students are chatting very hot. After eating, I can't help but sigh-it's still the original formula, or the familiar taste!
It is very close to the school, and it happens to be the evening self-study time of the school. I think it should be quiet and suitable for digestion after meals. The most important thing is that I miss my alma mater. So, with a kind of unspeakable special mood, I walked into the school. I met my former teachers and leaders along the way, and I felt very cordial, so I chatted with them in Kan Kan.
? Stop for a minute with five eyes, but the sealed memory is permanent. Night arrival, it's almost eight o'clock, it's time, it's time to go home. Passing by the rice noodle shop, I saw my uncle and aunt still scrambling to clean up. No one lives casually, but no matter how hard and tired they are, their lives will be full and bright. I think this is also a process of life appreciation.
I kept walking slowly, thinking over and over again that I almost bumped into someone on the street corner, apologizing guiltily, and then moving on. My eyes wander in the small town under the night, and I can't bear to miss any shops on the roadside. Suddenly I feel that there are too few memories and experiences with them, and I can't bear to part with them. In this way, I walked and meditated, and unconsciously I had arrived at Xinxing Street Square. People in this small town are dancing square dance happily, which really surprises me. Adults and children are forgetting their mistakes at this moment, as if they were in a state of ecstasy. I think there will be more people at this time of summer, because it is cool here at night, which is not only suitable for dancing, but also suitable for everyone to chat with their neighbors and kill time here. Stay at home until ten o'clock, and the indoor temperature is just right for sleeping.
The crowd gradually dispersed and everyone was ready to go home to wash and sleep, so I continued to walk on my way home. Turn this corner and you will see my house. But a bonfire lit by the roadside caught my eye, and people talked endlessly around a pile of firewood. I think: they are happy.
In the internet age, Xiangtan town is more or less influenced by it, but for me, every old thing and every house here has too many fetters in my heart, and I am willing to be fettered by it.
? No matter how many years have passed, this town will always retain its original flavor, because it is the cradle of everyone with a long history. ...
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