The world is so big that we have to go home after all.

I had a nightmare last night and woke myself up. When I woke up, it was already past four in the morning. I broke out in a sweat and told myself it wasn't true. I can feel that I must have talked in my sleep, and I must have cried very sadly, because I once again dreamed that the person I love was leaving me, and I wanted to cry without tears.

A friend told me that if I can still remember my dream, it means that my subconscious is still awake. I know it is a dream, so when I am dreaming this terrible dream, my subconscious is telling me that it is not true. I am just dreaming, but they appear in front of me so vividly, which makes me very painful. That I only got rid of my dream through tenacious resistance.

Suddenly I found myself walking so many miles for wandering, but I forgot the road that belongs to my family behind me. Suddenly this dream woke me up and made me homesick.

In our childhood, we can't leave our home, because we can't leave the arms of our family.

In primary school, we study in the village and can go home two or three times a day;

In middle school, we studied in the town and went home once a week.

In high school, we studied in the county. High school life is hectic, and I go home once a month.

After going to college, we studied in the city, and the number of times we went home became three or four months before we could go home.

We finally became social people. When we grow up, we get rid of the shackles of family and work and live in our favorite big city. We are very busy every day, and we go home less and less, becoming once a year or even once every two years.

Our home will never change. It is our warmest harbor, but our hearts are not there. Our dream is to be in a more distant city and hope to have our own world in the outside world.

We just graduated in high spirits, and many parents will ask us to go to our hometown for development, but there may not be much room for development in our hometown, so our talents can't be displayed. Besides, we are still young, so we should take a good trip to big cities, broaden our horizons and give ourselves a bigger pattern and ambition.

So we packed our bags and started on the road, leading a wandering life that lasted for many years. Some people have made great achievements outside, bought cars and houses, and have their own second house. Some people work hard for years and earn only enough money to survive.

Beishangguang is a first-tier city where many young people gather. There are their dreams and a lot of helplessness. Many young people are forced to leave their hometown and start wandering in order to make a living.

When a person goes out, he often can't stand the pain of loneliness, and the feeling of homesickness will always haunt him. It will let us taste all the joys and sorrows in the world.

I remember when I was a child, there was a male singer, Chen Xing. He was so angry that we could hear a series of songs about vagrancy when walking in the street.

For example, homeless people, children who left home, rumors of working, yearning for their hometown ... At that time, we didn't understand the feeling of running away from home, but many people would hum a few words.

Now that I have grown up and left my hometown, I still can't help crying after listening to his songs, even though the singer was not popular at the beginning. The feeling of running away from home is sometimes really sad.

Think about yourself for so many years. I have been wandering in quicksand. When I first graduated, I was ambitious. I visited Guangdong and Zhejiang, and then I stayed in Shanghai for two years.

These quicksand didn't drown me either, but it kept reminding me that I had no choice, otherwise it would be blown away by the wind. I spent my whole youth in such a muddle.

Big cities are full of lights and traffic, and we can meet friends from all over the country. However, the hurried pace of life and expensive prices sometimes make you breathless, but you still like it, because you think this city has your dreams, at least I thought so at that time.

When I am far away from home, I can't help homesick. Every time I go home, it's like a war. I need to take a long-distance train for more than 20 hours, which is simply a kind of torture. Home has become a hotel, and we come and go in a hurry.

Later, I couldn't help but return to Zhengzhou, the capital of Henan Province. Although this city is not as developed as the first-tier cities, it develops rapidly and has many development opportunities. I stayed here for two or three years.

The pace of this city is particularly fast. Zhengzhou has been building roads and transforming them. There is a saying: Zhengzhou, Zhengzhou, dig ditches every day, and if you don't dig for a day, it will not be Zhengzhou. Now the subway in Zhengzhou has also been established, but the flow of people seems to have not decreased.

On weekends, subway stations, shopping malls and parks were crowded, and Zhengzhou was also labeled as the second city with severe fog and haze in China. Now many villages in the city have been demolished, followed by high-rise buildings.

Prices and house prices are also rising, that is, wages are not rising. For many working people, the monthly salary is almost nothing except living expenses and rent.

At this time, I was thinking, what is the significance of our drifting?

We drift, we work hard, just to see the world, just to know ourselves.

Now I go home less and less, not because I don't want to go home, but because I always feel that I don't mix well enough, I don't earn much money, and I am afraid of jokes from my family.

Chatting with a friend, she said that her parents wanted her to develop in her hometown. Instead of wandering around, the money earned every month is dedicated to rent and life. It is better to open a small shop and work in her own home, so the pressure of life is not so great. I have to go home after a long stroll.

Yes, if you can't get along well outside, go home. Your family will never laugh at you. Some people will say, how do you live more and more backwards? People should learn to look forward. How can you go from first-tier cities to second-tier cities and finally to small cities in your hometown?

It's because you don't work hard enough, you're not good enough, you're not motivated enough, so you don't get along well. Look at you, you have achieved so much and you are brilliant in a big city. Look at you, nothing, debt ... God knows what you've been through these years.

What I want to say is that our growth is a wonderful experience, and it is not shameful to mix well. We have worked hard and struggled for our dreams, and we have no regrets in youth ... Going back to our hometown is not because of depravity, but for a better life. Why not?

Parents are getting old day by day, and white hair covers their heads mercilessly. The fleeting time of the years makes their faces full of vicissitudes, but how much time do we have to accompany them?

Looking for a job in my hometown, or opening a small shop with my family, I always feel at ease. If the environment in your hometown is good enough, although the income in your hometown is not as high as that in big cities, and there are not many development opportunities in big cities, you can live a better life as long as you work hard enough and find your own advantages.

After wandering for a long time, I will go home after all, because there are people you miss most at home. Development in hometown is not a weakness, but a love for hometown.

When I was young, I traveled around, learned and accumulated experience, and returned to my city in middle age, knowing more about what I needed and what I was suitable for, and trying my best to make modest contributions to my hometown.

Whether you are still wandering or have a home, don't forget the way home.