Besides Homesickness and Homesickness, what other articles are there to express homesickness?

Beautiful hometown, always in my dreams.

My hometown is located in the hilly area of western Anhui. There are clear and green rivers, rolling mountains, lush forests, an asphalt road that extends freely to the distance, a strong and simple local accent, and a quiet and warm atmosphere, which always makes me linger, dreaming and having a special liking. Every time I go back, I can feel a change, gain a little, and feel good. I don't know what prompted me to return to my hometown tirelessly again and again.

Over time, hardworking and capable parents have deep wrinkles on their faces and more white hair on their heads. As they grow older, their actions are very different from those of previous years. As sons, why don't they care? Every time I go back to my hometown, I feel unspeakable comfort and joy when I see my elderly parents smiling. A short meeting, talking and laughing, and letting parents enjoy family happiness is a little filial piety of my son. I haven't seen them for a while, and their figures are always shaking in front of my eyes and appearing in my dreams, which makes it difficult for me to restrain my thoughts of them; Whether the relatives in the hometown of the moon are well-being is the biggest concern of the son in a corner.

Whenever I encounter setbacks or bumps in my work or life, as long as I return to my hometown, familiar faces, cordial greetings and beautiful scenery will shake off my depression and sadness and become fresh and bright. Stepping on the soft grass and smelling the fragrance coming in is really relaxing and refreshing! Wandering in the meantime, the dust on my mind was gently washed away, and my impetuous mood was conditioned. I had a quiet, indifferent and relieved feeling. Although I have been running around for many years and my sword has not been completed, my hometown has not abandoned me, but embraced me warmly, giving me warmth and comfort.

At night, taking advantage of the bright moonlight, walking on the winding country road, looking for beads and broken jade scattered in childhood memories. It feels like a loving mother's caress, soft, like a lover's kiss and honey. There was silence all around, no noise and chaos, free imagination of thoughts and free galloping of all kinds of emotions. Tired, listen to the chirping insects and the gurgling water; When I am lonely, I will invite my fellow villagers to raise a glass and drink together, reminisce about my childhood and laugh at human disputes. The troubles and sorrows of life are forgotten, and the body and mind are greatly relaxed and purified.

Perhaps it is the indifference of the world, the experience of official career has worn away my edges and corners, and my heart has become indifferent and dry. It's what my relatives in my hometown have said over and over again. The green scenery in the field has made me melt and playful, and a green force is growing and spreading in my chest. I feel that my temporary predicament and shame are just one aspect of my life, which is not worth caring about, just like the green and yellow Ye Er on the big pagoda tree in my hometown. Isn't the figure of relatives who work at sunrise all the year round and rest at sunset my spiritual nutrition? Just like a car with oil and an electric razor, it is full of vitality again, with steady and powerful legs, calmly facing the world and looking for a breakthrough opportunity in the fierce competition.

How bright the moonlight is at home! My hometown is sweet, and my relatives are from my hometown. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many poets have written poems that miss their hometown: "I would like to return home for a pair of orioles and fly high." "How many chrysanthemums have opened under the fence in my hometown today?" "If you want to become 100 billion dollars, you can go to the top of the mountain to see your hometown" ... are full of deep nostalgia and yearning. No wonder the song "Come home often" was sung all over the street as soon as it came out. A song "Going Home" tells all the worries of the wanderer, which is touching and makes people cry. Hometown complex is like poetry and song, like infatuation.

The autumn rain outside the window, my mind constantly, reminded me of my homesickness. When it clears up, I will definitely go back to my hometown!

I hope I can help you, and I hope to adopt it!