Yes, there is. This is a photo.
This photo was taken with a mobile phone during a two-day trip to Dabie Mountain in Anhui Province in May, 20 19.
This familiar and unfamiliar scene reminds me of my childhood.
When I was a child, every family lived in a thatched cottage. It is said that it is warm in winter and cool in summer. Actually, it's not. It's just that I'm poor and have no money to build a tile house. At that time, the thatched cottage was not very high, the roof was made of straw, the wall was made of adobe, and a small window was still dark. But under the eaves of every house, there will be nests built by swallows, and some have more than one nest.' Swallows come and come back at this time of year'. Every spring, swallows return to their nests to breed. Every autumn, when the weather gets cold, swallows will fly to the south for the winter, and when they come back in the next spring, they will return to their homes. Some are old swallows, some are small swallows bred last year. They know that we won't hurt them. They often fly over our heads or by us. Some swallows bred last year don't want to leave their parents, so they will build a new nest next to their parents. They fly to ponds and rivers to grab mud, usually in two or three days, and their new home is built. I just looked at it and thought, if one day,
Looking back on this past, my heart is still warm. My parents are gone, and my hometown has been demolished. I can't go back to the past, and I can't see swallows flying year after year.
Seeing the scene in front of me, how can it not remind me of my childhood hometown in the countryside fifty years ago, thatched cottages and lively and lovely swallows?
Now the cities are all high-rise buildings, and swallows have become a rarity. There is a picture of a swallow waiting to be fed in MengMeng. Do you feel the same way after seeing Friends? Please leave a message, exchange views and praise each other. Thank you.
At that time, there was a cultural landscape that had a great influence on me. It was more than 20 years ago that I first saw Tiananmen Gate in Beijing. I am very excited and my eyes are a little moist.
Because when we were young, our generation grew up listening to the song "I Love Tiananmen Square". We have great respect for Mao Zedong, a great man. He is really the red sun in our hearts. I didn't expect that we could also go to Beijing to witness the solemn Tiananmen Gate, so we boarded the Tiananmen Gate. Looking at Tiananmen Square, we are full of thoughts. Think about many stories that happened at Tiananmen Gate, and the mood at that time is still fresh in my memory!
15 years old left his hometown because of school. Counting, it has been more than 30 years now. Although my parents are gone, I find my feelings for my hometown are getting stronger and stronger. May Day, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, National Day and Chinese New Year, as long as there is a small holiday, I will start to move back to my hometown. Every time I go back to my hometown, what makes me feel quiet and comfortable is to move a stool and sit in my yard and chat casually with my family. Let's do some farm work together. Or walk around the village, walk to the entrance of the West Village, and touch the old pagoda tree that was there when I was a child. As the sun sets, I stand under the poplar tree with a bird's nest at the entrance of the village and watch the villagers go home.
I have been in this city for a long time. Every time I see a tree with a bird's nest, no matter where it is, it will make me have infinite associations. I know that it is nostalgia for my hometown, infinite nostalgia for my childhood, and nostalgia for my parents and folks who raised and accompanied me when I grew up. Another particularly touching scene is that every time I see a row of swallows flying over the roof of an ancient building, slowly or urgently, the flying swallows fly over the ridge line and fly to the blue sky. Every time, I can't help putting my hand on the arbor and watching them fly out of sight. This scene kept appearing when I was a child, and I now understand it as my dream.
Many years later, I know that when I see a scene, I feel like crying in an instant. This is called touching the scene. Years will precipitate many trivial things in life that we thought were particularly important when we were young, but only family ties and family ties have already been integrated into our blood and bone marrow. The past warms our lives, the present affects our homesickness, and the future supports our emotions.
Thank you, I was not moved by the scene, but I was also withdrawn, self-reliant and self-reliant from an early age. I also want to have what others have, and that is to work hard and not let myself give up. People say that I was moved by the scene, but I approached the beautiful scenery. I didn't feel like crying, but I was excited. I want to be as beautiful as it and be envied by many people. That would be great.
This problem can only be illustrated by photos.
Yes, touching the scene, interacting with it, and feeling sad.
When I see the very beautiful scenery, I will dance in an instant, tears will fill my eyes and I will be very happy.
On this trip to Sichuan and Tibet, I saw Yanghu at first sight: pure blue. I have always told my companions that I have never seen a purer blue than the blue of the sky. It's beautiful.
Looking back now, that pure blue has been engraved in my mind, but I still often take out photos to look at. I feel that the photo is still not as good as the real Yang Lake, and the blue of the lake is still worse than the real lake.
I am glad to meet the sheep lake that is suspected to be only in the sky!
I have been with her countless times, and the scenery along the way used to be so beautiful, so real and so comfortable! But after I left her, I experienced countless times, leaving only desolation, only withering, only gloom. Of course, it also includes tears and regrets!
Of course, the most beautiful scenery should be to hold hands with your lover and enjoy and watch with a happy mood! May all people in the world see beautiful scenery and shed love and emotion! !
I experienced hardships a long time ago, and I felt this way when I first saw Mount Everest.