A short talk about missing my hometown

1. I have never looked for the delicacies of my hometown in Beijing, because I know that there is no taste of my hometown there. However, I have eaten a lot of Hunan rice noodles, and I have always wanted to find an authentic one, so I also braved the rain to eat at a restaurant far away. Maybe I was a Hunanese in my previous life

2. I miss it very much, because I have a beautiful hometown; I miss it very much, because I have a beautiful memory; I miss it very much, because I have a beautiful childhood; I am very happy, because I have a beautiful dream; I am very happy, because I have A beautiful cloud; I am very happy because I have thoughts as clear as autumn water.

3. The taste of my hometown in my memory is the soft and glutinous Wuchang rice of Qinggang County, the sweet and fragrant linden honey of Raohe County, and the mellow bean-flavored soybean oil of Qinggang County. No matter how far away from home, as long as you can taste the taste of your hometown, you are happy.

4. The mountains are long and the water is long. The little bit of love cannot be blown away along the way, and the lovesickness can't be separated. I can only send a lovesick heart to the bright moon, just as the bright moon sends thousands of miles. I miss you, I wish you a long life and love me thousands of miles away.

5. The taste is really amazing, every place has its own different taste. The smell of hometown is reassuring. When you get off the high-speed train, you will know you are home when you smell that smell.

6. The taste of hometown is the round bright moon in the faint night sky.

7. The taste of hometown is still the strong local accent. Those calls calling my baby name can always wake up the softness in my heart. Those words with the earthy breath are the most appropriate warmth that you can't find even if you travel through thousands of rivers and mountains.

8. I have been in Malaysia for ten years and still miss the taste of my hometown. I will return to Country Garden Forest City next month to experience it more

9. I have arrived at my hometown! So beautiful! Is this my eyesight? I rubbed my eyes, okay? The previously bumpy road has now become a smooth asphalt road. Both sides of the road are planted with flowers, plants and trees, bees are singing, butterflies are dancing, and high-rise buildings are rising from the ground.

10. The journey home may be long and mountainous, or it may be just around the corner. For those who cannot return home for reunion, the Mid-Autumn Festival dishes from their hometown can always rekindle hidden longings through the taste, making people burst into tears as soon as they reunite. The taste of hometown that accompanies me all the way is like a taste positioning system, locking on my hometown thousands of miles away, silently pointing to the comfort of home.

11. The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears for others until dawn. ("Farewell" by Tang Dumu)

12. Childhood memories will never be erased. I remember it was a hard spring. I got hungry after playing outside. I came to my grandma’s house in the east end of the village and opened the shelf to look for something to eat, but there was nothing. Finally, my grandma found some sesame seeds and dipped them in salt soup. It was put into my mouth and I chewed it for a few times. I felt something was wrong and spit it out. What was this? It was so bitter and not delicious. Grandma told me with a solemn face that the family had been without food for several days. I went home and told my mother about it. Without saying a word, my mother took out a small pillow and filled it with millet. I carried Le Dianding on my back and ran to my grandma's house.

13. Where is my hometown? I forget it unless I get drunk in the Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao

14. There is a powder room in my hometown. Every autumn, the powder room starts construction. After the hard work during the harvest season, I go to the powder room to weigh some gouache. The workers in the powder room are busy in the steaming heat, talking enthusiastically. I said hello. The owner of the noodle room is not stingy with the people who come to weigh the gouache. Every time he goes there, he will let you eat as much as you can. The fresh gouache is crystal clear and mixed with chili sauce. It is very appetizing. bowl, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. The gouache in the powder room has the original soup and original flavor, which makes your muscles soft and chewy. No matter how much you eat, your stomach won’t hurt. Sometimes you can also eat rice noodles, which is to take a piece of rice noodles and stretch it into a strip, put it into the rice cooker, turn it over twice, fish it out, and add it with chili sauce. The texture is soft and chewy, and the taste is better than the crystal rice noodles in hot pot restaurants. How many times better.

15. Hu Ma follows the north wind and crosses the southern branch of the bird's nest. Chinese.

Nineteen Ancient Poems

16. After three years, I finally don’t pursue spicy food so much. The taste of hometown food is intoxicating.

17. Missing my hometown, missing my hometown’s small bookstore . I miss my hometown and the plum trees in my hometown. I miss my hometown and the small stone road in my hometown. I miss my hometown and my classmates. ah! Hometown, I miss you under the bright moonlight at this moment! Are you missing each other as much as I am at this moment? I am waiting for you slowly under the bright moonlight.

18. Lanxi Bridge is the oldest stone arch bridge in Lantian City. During the Republic of China, it was the most prosperous place in Lantian City. What kind of beauties and bright moons were on the Lanxi Bridge back then? History does not seem to have many records of what kind of lights and lights there were in the Moxi River back then. In our memory, the noodle shop in Qiaotou is the taste of hometown. Buy a pound of pork liver and a pound of lean meat on the bridge, and meet up with a few friends to have a bowl of noodles. The taste is excellent.

On a quiet summer night, under the wooden lattice window covered with loofah and ivy, I was tired of reading, and suddenly a bird call pierced the lonely sky and drifted into my ears leisurely. Oh, I think it’s the Dragon Boat Festival in my hometown! Time flies so fast!

Twenty. Beauty is all my memory of you. When spring comes, your beauty is far greater than my excited heart. Bees and butterflies are flying, the grass is growing and warblers are flying. What is even more beautiful is your soft wind, which wakes up my hibernating happiness. When summer comes quietly, the commotion only belongs to those who are restless, but you are silently nurturing the fruits of life. It is you who made me understand that the greatest beauty in the world is selfless giving; when the autumn girl sings When the sweet carols dance, you smile and bloom. The harvest season belongs to me and you. At this time, you are endowed with mature beauty; when winter is wrapped in silver makeup, you fall asleep, but you The silence is not depression or decadence, but the accumulation of strength in waiting. I am crazy, I am in love, I am fascinated, I am drunk, so I am intoxicated by the beauty of my hometown.

21. My uncle took me into a room and opened a piece of floral cloth. Ah, this is something I am very familiar with: a computer. The uncle manipulated the computer skillfully, as if talking about the piano. My sister also has a computer and she is pretty good at playing computer games. The old social concept of favoring boys over girls is gone now.

22. The tea made from Huangfengwo in my hometown of Xingning has a light tea aroma, bringing the taste of hometown. It is a perfect fusion of foreign land and hometown, the taste of mountains and the sound of the sea!

23. Today, it has been more than four years since I left my hometown and my grandma. Every Dragon Boat Festival in these four years, I have not been able to taste the rice dumplings made by grandma. But every time I pick up the rice dumplings I bought, or even when I see the rice dumplings, my grandmother’s skillful movements of making rice dumplings and the sweet fragrance of the rice dumplings will always come to my mind, and they are lingering.

24. Let go of the dust in my heart, let out a long longing, think about yesterday’s laughter, recall the warm world, I tie my family affection to this sentimental letter, and ask the wind to My son brought me his blazing eyes, looked at the blue sky at home, and felt my distant blessings

25. I am gone in the past, and the willows are still there. Now that I'm thinking about it, it's raining and snowing. ("The Book of Songs Xiaoya Picking Wei")

26. If there are no north and south roads outside the door, the world should be free from the sorrow of separation. ("Farewell" by Tang Dumu)

27. Among these green waters and clear mountains, I seem to have returned to the paradise of my childhood.