Leave the circle of friends in my hometown and talk about it.

Talking about the circle of friends who left their hometown (selected 50 sentences)

With the popularity of social networks, more and more people are keen to speak online and share their daily lives. Do you often not know what to say? The following is my collection of friends who have left their hometown (selected 50 sentences), for reference only. Let's take a look.

Let's talk about 1 1, hometown. How do wanderers miss their hometown? Miss hometown, in fact, is miss childhood partners, miss the old house, miss the land. However, what the wanderer misses most is his elderly parents.

2. Every time I call home, I hang up reluctantly, and there are always endless languages. Missing has become a habit of mine. Listening to other people's conversations can remind me of you.

When I think of my hometown, I miss it inexplicably. Hometown is the old wine brewed by Youzi with millet. The longer it lasts, the more mellow it tastes.

Our hometown has preserved our childhood, or there are young people and prime of life, which has become a part of our life and ourselves. It is not a commodity, a tourist destination, a round-trip ticket, a weekend entertainment, and can be sold to any customer at a certain price. There are more things in my hometown than any tourist attractions: your blood and tears, and your sweat. How can I not remember the people, things and bridges in my hometown?

5. I miss my hometown and the small bookstore in my hometown. Miss my hometown, miss the plum tree in my hometown. Miss my hometown, miss my hometown's small stone road. I miss my hometown and my classmates. Ah! Hometown, I miss you in the bright moonlight at the moment! Do you miss each other as much as I do at the moment? I will wait for you slowly in the bright moonlight.

6. Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and I bowed my head and missed it. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year; Mid-autumn moon, the moon is like a plate, hanging high in the sky, silently; Sleepy but not sleepy, addicted to missing; The platform is restless and the relatives in my hometown are worried; Suffering, returning to the air, holding the bright moon tonight, with thoughts!

7. Too often, Xin Qiji was introduced into Jiankang's Mid-Autumn Night, and Lu was given a round of autumn shadows. Wine asks moths, white hair deceives! Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers. Going to Guangxi, human nature is clearer!

8. When we didn't leave our hometown, our hometown was like a beautiful picture. When we play in the painting, we can only see the sunset in the distance at the end of the day. When we left our hometown, it was a hanging picture. No matter how we walk in, there is always a thin layer of yarn …

9. My hometown is picturesque. Trees are green, flowers are in full bloom, and people can rest and play freely; Driving on the riverside avenue, a beautiful picture unfolds in front of your eyes. It's really a car driving on the road in a world of pictorial. I love you, my hometown!

10. Walking in the fields in spring with gentle steps, grabbing a handful of dirt, emitting intoxicating fragrance, catching a butterfly and flying it gently ... Spring in the countryside is always blurred with beauty, and the songs on the land are mixed with the fragrance of wild flowers. Wheat seedlings jointing under the moisture of sweat, with the drizzle from the breeze, played a beautiful but very moving melody.

1 1. I miss my hometown. If my heart is a pigeon flying in my hometown, then my warm nest must be you? My hometown. Autumn is like water, spring is beautiful, the starry sky in winter night and the fiery summer are all my deep thoughts. A tree, a piece of soil, a cloud, a fog, a gust of wind and a drop of rain in my hometown all appeared in front of my eyes. After a winding path, I came to the Woods by the river. I picked up a yellow leaf that fell to the ground. Looking at this fallen leaf, I hid it in the drawer of years, waiting for a new opportunity.

12. When I think of my hometown, I miss it silently. Hometown is a fragment of a wanderer's childhood memory. The more you manage it, the more you can't control it, and the more you can't piece together a complete picture.

Beauty is all I remember about you. When spring comes, your beauty is far greater than my excited heart. Bees are flying, butterflies are dancing, grass is growing, and yinger is flying. What's more beautiful is your gentle wind, which awakened the happiness that I used to hibernate. When the footsteps of summer come quietly, the turmoil only belongs to those restless people, but you are silently gestating the fruits of life. You made me understand that the greatest beauty in the world is selfless dedication; You smiled when the girls in autumn danced with sweet carols. The harvest season belongs to you and me, and then you are endowed with mature beauty. When you put on silver makeup in winter, you fall asleep, but your silence is not depression, not decadence, but accumulating strength while waiting. I am crazy, I love, I am fascinated, I am drunk, so I am intoxicated with the beauty of my hometown.

14, the autumn rain is falling, knocking on the window and knocking on the ground, playing an autumn March, which has profound implications and makes you recall the past and miss your hometown. This is not so much sadness as a beautiful taste. Ah, the autumn rain dyed the buttonwood's clothes yellow and put a mysterious makeup on autumn.

15, autumn has arrived, and the leaves on the trees have withered. The old tree that has been close to the ground for decades is almost hollow. Thinking of this, I can't help thinking of my hometown.

Talk about 2 1 from the circle of friends in my hometown. My hometown is far away. When shall I go? Boat, dream into furongpu. Back to my hometown, with a long Artemisia, I drifted to my hometown with the river of my heart and wandered back to my hometown. The wanderer is still wandering, but he still can't go back to his hometown, because the cause is everywhere. They will return to their hometown with a boat full of starlight and shining light. Let's ring the bell of hope and look forward to meeting them again in the splendid season. Hometown, hometown, hometown that haunts me, I must make you proud of me.

2. Hometown is a painting. In spring and March, no matter where you are, the colors of Chun Lv are lit up. Trees wake up from a deep sleep, sticking out buds and shoots, and are full of vitality. The grass also sticks its little head out of the ground and looks around, which is very comfortable. Looking around, I don't know if it is the beautiful image of Master Danqing polishing ink, drizzling, Linlin flicking and swaying, dancing with flowers and enjoying paper.

Our hometown has preserved our childhood, or there are young people and prime of life, which has become a part of our life and ourselves. It is not a commodity, a tourist destination, a round-trip ticket, a weekend entertainment, and can be sold to any customer at a certain price. Hometown is more than any scenic spot: your blood, tears and sweat. How can you not remember the people, events and bridges in your hometown?

4. Walking in the fields in spring with gentle steps, grabbing a handful of soil, emitting intoxicating fragrance, catching a butterfly and flying it gently ... Spring in the countryside is always blurred with beauty, and the songs on the land are mixed with the fragrance of wild flowers. Wheat seedlings jointing under the moisture of sweat, with the drizzle from the breeze, played a beautiful but very moving melody.

Walking on the small road in my hometown, that kind of nature, that kind of harmony, that kind of comfort, like the wind, slowly drifted into my heart. There are some cement roads and some dirt roads in my hometown, but this has not affected my enthusiasm for my hometown.

6. Homesickness is the flute of Qingyuan, melodious and far-reaching. Homesickness is an ancient fairy tale, beautiful and moving; Nostalgia is an old wine with mellow fragrance. ...

7. My hometown is a crystal clear river, hence the name "Qingjiang". She is so quiet and beautiful. She is like a big green satin spread in the valley, shining in the sun. She was in high spirits and sang all the way. As soon as the breeze blows, it ripples, as if you can see the fragrance by lifting her beautiful skirt.

8. Although homesickness can bring a touch of melancholy, it is still a healthy and noble emotion, and it is the spiritual bond that maintains the wanderer with his hometown and motherland. I would like to sing an ode to this feeling.

9. When we don't leave our hometown, our hometown is like a beautiful picture. We can only see the sunset in the distance by playing in the painting at the end of the day. When we left our hometown, it was a hanging picture. No matter how we walk in, there is always a thin layer of yarn …

10, there is no bustling and crisp metropolis in my hometown, no tragic and mysterious castle, and no big forest green enough to melt all your thoughts. But if you hear Schubert's solo in the sunset of your journey, the imagination that makes you suddenly burst into tears is often the hometown road and the moonlight night in your hometown, which reminds people of the poet's lonely sigh, "How bright the moonlight at home is!" Thousands of years ago.

1 1, I miss it very much because I have a beautiful hometown; I miss it very much because I have good memories; I miss it because I had a wonderful childhood; I am happy because I have a beautiful dream; I am happy because I have a beautiful cloud; I am very happy because I have clear thoughts like autumn water.

12, my hometown is a melodious flute, which always makes people dream; Hometown is a touch of bright moonlight, which always makes people feel excited; Hometown is a string of eternal memories, which always reminds people of it. The people and things in my hometown are the most beautiful in the song, the most charming in the moonlight and the most profound in my memory.

13. My hometown is an old wine. The longer I keep it in my heart, the more mellow it tastes. My hometown is a cup of agricultural green tea. The longer I soak it in my heart, the stronger its flavor. Hometown is a short memory movie. The more times it appears in my mind, the clearer its picture will be. Love my hometown needs no excuses, let alone reasons, because my hometown has our "roots"!

14, "Looking at the bright moon, sinking back again, suddenly thinking about hometown" shows the wanderer's deep affection for his hometown. In Wang Wei's eternal poem, "Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice during the festive season", revealing the sadness of being born in a foreign land. Cen Can's poem "Looking to the east of his hometown, but unwilling to shed tears" expresses his yearning for his hometown. Hometown, where I grew up, I left many places to laugh!

15, it is difficult to leave home, and it is even more difficult to leave home. Wanderers send homesickness to wine and feelings to Du Kang. "Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears." In the dim candlelight, with tears and melancholy, I drank my deep thoughts of my hometown. Homesickness is a blue silk, which is often tied to my heart. There are tears in my heart, and I only feel that my hometown is kind, warm and colorful. Hometown, hometown, haunting hometown, when can I walk into your heart again?

Leave the circle of friends in my hometown and say 3 1. I hope that the beautiful memory will not rush through the years, so that it will remain in our hearts forever.

2, hometown, missing hometown, no need for any excuses. Wanderers miss their hometown all the time.

I am homesick. If you don't go back for a while, something seems to be missing in your heart. I went back to visit my two elders the other day, and I went back to visit them yesterday. After I came back, I felt at ease. I think, if I go back to the Mid-Autumn Festival once a year, will they have more years to live? The conditions in my hometown are not good, there is no running water, no wide roads, no noise and noise in the city. But there is warmth, tranquility, simplicity and affection here. I miss my hometown, I miss everything in my hometown!

4, the most cherished, greetings from friends, even if life is impermanent, I still miss your heart.

When I think of my hometown, I miss it quietly. Hometown is full of delicious food, which tempts travelers from afar to taste it.

6. I have been working hard for more than four years, and it is not bad. When I am alone, I miss my hometown, my hometown food, my hometown mountains, my hometown simplicity, my hometown mother and my hometown relatives. If I have a home, I can rest when I am tired. You can talk to someone when you are bored, and someone will show you the way when you are confused. When I am lazy, I will be urged by my classmates in primary school, high school and university.

7. Every time I call home, I hang up reluctantly, and there are always endless languages. Missing has become a habit of mine. Listening to other people's conversations can remind me of you.

8. Days pass in different spaces, and I miss coming at different times.

No matter how far apart, I will always miss you.

10, dear hometown, you are getting younger and younger. Your child is no longer young, I miss you gently, I am dreaming of you slowly, and I silently pray that you can be beautiful forever.

1 1. When I think of my hometown, I miss it silently. Hometown is a fragment of a wanderer's childhood memory. The more he manages, the more he can't manage, and the more he can't piece together a complete picture.

12, years have dragged the shadow of missing into a slender and tortuous color block, but a warm blessing has always tied our feelings firmly together.

13. In this season full of thoughts, I am full of sincere wishes and would like to bring you infinite joy and warmth.

14, where the sun shines, there are my sincere wishes, and where the moon shines, there are my deep thoughts.

15, hometown, missing hometown, missing hometown for no reason. Whenever I face the bright moon, I miss my hometown like a flood, just like a flood.

16, how difficult it is to fall in love with children who don't go home. The time difference when the tea is fragrant is that I miss you closer, miss the warmth of home, miss the hot land of home, wander around, have you and me, and feel a lot of emotions. What remains unchanged is that I miss you, miss the dream I found for myself, and strive for the vast sea of people for it I love.

17, I wonder if the crops in my hometown still remember us? In spring, we line up to sow and fertilize, and in autumn, we harvest. As night fell, we were so tired that we lay on the carriage pulling firewood and counted the stars.

18, suddenly tears filled my eyes, because I remembered my neighbor at that time. If you want to live, you can live in a neighbor's house. If you want to eat, you can eat at your neighbor's house. My neighbors' uncles, aunts, brothers and younger brothers still spoil me very much, and all the good ones are brought to me once. Moreover, I was naughty to play with my neighbor's grandmother, causing her to lean on crutches and lotus feet to chase me. I laughed as I ran. Today, such happiness and happiness have vanished. It seems that when you reach out and touch them, they become sand.

19. When I think of my hometown, I miss it inexplicably. Hometown is the old wine brewed by Youzi with millet. The longer it lasts, the more mellow it tastes.

20. Hometown, how do wanderers miss their hometown? Miss hometown, in fact, is miss childhood partners, miss the old house, miss the land. However, what the wanderer misses most is his elderly parents.