Return
Return
In late autumn, I set out on my way home.
After studying in Beijing for a week, I took the train back to my hometown. I haven't taken a train for a long time, Beijing is not far from Hoh, train in the evening, sleep, and arrive at Hohhot early the next morning.
It's just that the train station is still as crowded and messy as it was more than ten years ago, and the sound of the train hitting the railroad tracks is still the same.
This is in stark contrast to my homesickness in Nanning, looking back at the north, homesick but a long way away, and back in Beijing, my subconscious is not much different from home.
The grassland in late autumn was cold and windy, and the nephew who came to pick up the station was so cold that his face was red and his ears were red. The down coat wrapped tightly on my body still couldn't withstand the cold of Saibei, but I no longer returned to my hometown alone, and I was so cold that I was willing and cold.
I visited the second uncle and two aunts in Hoh, and ate the hot, fragrant mutton roasted wheat, I burst into tears, thinking that only the distance was the paradise of dreams, thinking that only by going out could I make a difference, and I had the ambition of high and wide seas.
Now, after experiencing the vicissitudes of life, I know what kind of happiness it should be to stay with my parents and relatives?
The grassland in late autumn is already depressed and desolate, but this vastness, this vastness, being in the city, looking up can only see a small piece of sky, everywhere is noisy crowds, and the loneliness I need when my body and mind have been imprisoned for a long time, my heart flies between this vast world and the world.
When I got home, I naturally drank wine and ate meat, and my mother and sister thought about how to make up for my lack of mutton every day, and I lived up to their expectations.
The well-being of my parents is the most gratifying thing for me, I see that my parents are not older than last year, my father is ruddy, my mother is still healthy and strong, and my physical strength seems to be inferior to my mother's.
My parents have moved into the government-aided housing, the boxy courtyard, the neat rows of houses of the villagers, the hardened cement roads, and the faces of the neighbors I met are all smiling, and I can see that their lives are comfortable and happy, and this is also a comfort to me.
My brother's family bought a house in the town, and the hot floor heating in the house was particularly comfortable on this cold day. My sister's house has also been completed, and preparations are underway to move.
The government's targeted poverty alleviation and ten full coverage have been put in place. Everyone who lives in such a stable, united, harmonious and prosperous society is happy.
Every time I return to my hometown, I have a different feeling, it turned out that I repaid, fed, and supported my parents with my own strength, and now, with our party, our government, and the care and care of every household, let me really relax as a wanderer far from home.
Seeing the prosperity of my hometown, the peaceful life and work of the people, and the happy smiles on their faces, I am filled with gratitude from the bottom of my heart! The world is in turmoil and wars are incessant, and the people living in such a peaceful, prosperous, and powerful country cannot but be said to be extremely lucky!