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Talk about the sentence of leaving one's hometown

1. Although we met in a hurry and left in a hurry, we have eternity in our short life. I believe that today's friendship is the best memory of tomorrow.

2, come in a hurry, go in a hurry, leave a lot of thoughts, and look forward to a reunion.

When I was leaving, I looked back at my family, and my eyes were full of tears that never fell. How can I miss it as soon as possible, but I have to embark on the road of life.

People who have no home will never have a sense of belonging, just like floating clouds forever. However, home is not only a square room, but also a beautiful and luxurious arrangement. The most important element of family is our feelings, and we manage with our heart. Because of this feeling of concern, we feel warm and relaxed. I care because of love, and I miss you because of love.

When I leave home, I am always so reluctant to leave. When I came home, it was so anxious to return. When I left home, I always felt that the road would be so long, and the way home was shortened because of my mother's waiting.

6. After the car left home, I tried not to cry, because my mother was speechless at this time, and the tears on her face deeply hurt my heart. I tried to control my emotions and keep my eyes open to prevent tears from flowing. If I cry, my mother will be in tears, too. It's hard to give up!

7. As long as you close your eyes, the mountains and rivers in your hometown, the villages and villages, the valleys and valleys, the grass and trees, the parting of life and death, the joys and sorrows will all emerge in front of you, and become clearer and timeless in the erosion of years.

8. I really want to leave home. I feel extremely sad. I didn't travel because I was afraid to leave! What I can't let go is my yearning for my family and my concern for my parents. All this has become a truth: I am alone outside, please rest assured!

9, home, what a heavy topic, I don't want to think about it, I don't want to think about it, I often choose to escape and hide, but after all, it weighs heavily on my heart, and I can't give up or abandon it.

10, home is harbor. If you go far, you will naturally come back and park in the harbor; Home depends on it. When you are tired, you lie down, sink into the soft bed and get drunk. Home is the eternal habitat of human beings.

1 1, the night is so dark, there is only one star in the sky, and it is trying to emit its own faint light; There is a lamp on the ground, radiating the warmest light in the world. The place where the lights are on is the direction of home and the warmest place in the world.

12, a person will leave home one day, whether it is work or study, the feeling of leaving home is really hard! Time flies, I have entered the countdown stage when I left home, although there are 10 thousand unwilling! But this is the law of life. Even so, what can you change?

13, homesickness is a kind of mood. When you are sad, I really want to call my family and tell them your grievances. When you are happy, I really want to call my family and tell them your joy. When you are lonely, I really want to call my family and tell them about your loneliness. When you succeed, I really want to call my family and tell them about your efforts. When you are homesick, you really want to call your family and tell them how attached you are to them!

14, green mountains cross the northern part of the outer city, and quiet white water flows around the east of the city. When we leave here, it is like a loose grass fluttering in the wind, and Wan Li travels far. You are like a cloud in the sky, and I am reluctant to part with you like a sunset. We waved goodbye at once, and the horse didn't want to part, so he couldn't help whistling.

15, make public but not arrogant, lonely but not lonely, this is the sigh of returning home, but also the footsteps of wandering. The scenery I walked through is the most beautiful parting. Like this migrating meadow, the burning sunset. Wandering in the night sky, wandering makes me not lonely. I am a prodigal son in the north, a camel bell in the desert, my guide, and the Yellow River in Wan Li is the direction I have never changed. I stood on the continuous Qilian Snow Mountain and shouted-I am a desolate north wind and I am a tough Populus euphratica. Here, my hometown forever.