I miss my hometown and talk about my mood.

1. When I think of my hometown, I miss it in my heart. The longer I miss my hometown, the deeper my experience of my hometown and the greater my touch on my soul.

2. As long as you close your eyes, the mountains, rivers, villages, valleys, vegetation, life and death, joys and sorrows will emerge in front of you, and become clearer and more eternal in the erosion of years.

You don't need any excuse to miss your hometown. Wanderers miss their hometown all the time.

The smoke in my hometown is like a silk thread. One is tied at home and the other at heart. It accompanied me through a long time and became an unforgettable memory in my life.

5, hometown, how many nights I stood in the dormitory corridor facing west, looking up at the night sky, thinking about growing up in my hometown, thinking that there is a smiling face hidden on every star, which makes people want to wear and pick.