Think twice about your relatives during the festive season.

1. Every holiday season, we miss our relatives more, and the year is approaching.

Today, I only see spring from these two flowers! Shouldn't it be colorful? But I only saw one color, and I miss the peach blossoms in my hometown when I was a child. It fell, but I never saw it again.

The thoughts in the depths of the soul are as crazy as spring grass in March. Open the window in the depths of the soul and walk into the depths of your hometown along the wet dirt road. Hometown is always an eternal topic. The fields full of lovesickness, simple folks and the occasional barking of dogs are still as clear as ever. When I was homesick, words became my final destination. I am a seed scattered in different places, and my hometown is my deepest miss.

4, in the crowded crowd, the line is still in a hurry, years of dreams, years of original intention! Leave home! In the crowd of working people ... the wind is flying outside the window, the children's faces, the parents' eyes! Leave home! Repeat the work path! In the bustling city ... in the yearning for other places ... brothers and sisters are all calling from their hometown! Relatives at home miss you!

5. A mountain road is opened at the bottom of Longchang Temple, and a willow forest is planted in front of the dam. Who will win your heart if you forget your official position and hometown?

6. My heart was pounding as the train drifted away. I miss my relatives and my hometown. I don't know when I can go home again.

7. Who sang the Mudanjiang song outside the door? I walked gently to your side. The light of missing passes through the window. The warmth of silver spilled on my childhood bed and turned into a curved bridge, which was reflected on this lake. Look at this from the other end, a round of happiness in the moonlight, the old streets with bluestones, the places where you and I walked, the mottled brick walls, and the present situation, which is beyond reach, is called distance, and we can't go back.

8. In life, eight times out of ten, kuya is long and full of thoughts. When can I return to my long-lost hometown and suck the fragrance of my hometown?

9. Being away from home for a short time is a kind of excitement. After a long time, I will miss the taste of my hometown, especially when it is calm, and I often sleepwalk at home in my dreams. ...

10, we try to smile in a strange city, but we can't hide our deep yearning for our hometown. We try to contact outsiders at no cost, but what we care about is a long-distance call with our family. Now, we have launched a local accent card with special preferential tariffs, so that travelers who are outside can talk more with their families. ...

1 1. I miss the mountains in my hometown. Although it is not as beautiful as Hengshan Mountain in Nanyue and as steep as Huashan Mountain in Xiyue, it is also tall and handsome, and its main peak goes straight into the sky, holding the sky in my hometown high and deep. It's evergreen all the year round, tree-lined and very quiet. When barnyard grass is in full bloom on the mountain, pink flowers are dotted all over the mountain, which is really beautiful; When the fruit is ripe, it makes people salivate and even makes children run all over the mountain. Up to now, the nursery rhyme of that year still echoes in my ears: "July is sour, August is half red, and September is good for making wine." In fact, I like the mountains in my hometown because the background color of my life is the true color of mountains, and my character has the shadow and nature of mountains. I yearn for the mountain in my hometown, because it is as hardworking and frank as the people in my hometown, holding the sunrise in the morning and giving the morning glow a brilliant brilliance; Waiting for the sunset in the evening, giving the sunset a brilliant glow. I worship the mountain in my hometown, because it is as loyal and strong as my father, with a straight back and a broad chest. Standing up is a mountain.

12, snowflakes will fall thousands of miles, Iraqis have never met, and the moon has not seen. My thoughts have already drifted to my hometown, and my loved ones are well?