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Applicable theme: hometown

People know how to describe life with Chen Lai with five flavors, precisely because knowing taste is an inherent homesickness in everyone's heart. Looking at the bustling city, I feel homesick instantly.

In my heart, there is a small bridge flowing water, which runs day and night, trickling endlessly, like a flower, accompanied by a small bridge flowing water, as if it were my hometown in my memory.

What is the mottled brick wall on the old bluestone street you walked through now? Those who can't reach it are called distant places, and those who can't go back are called hometown.

Hometown is a heavy book, which contains famous mountains and rivers, relics of ancient buildings, ordinary alleys and bridges, traditional skills and folk customs ... These material or intangible scenery constitute a unique hometown culture.

Homesickness is like a dream, and it is the desire to dream back at midnight. Homesickness is like water, flowing in my heart. Nostalgia is that lush field. Nostalgia is blue smoke.

Every grass and tree in my hometown condenses the homesickness of the wanderer. When you hear the bamboo forest greeting each other with the wind, when you see the moon falling into the chimney, the countryside leans slightly in the turbulent wheat waves at night, when you run into the burning house lit by charcoal fire, the bright and innocent days like azaleas come back to your eyes in an instant.

Now I'm sitting by the river, watching the ships coming and going, watching the scenery on the other side, the smoke curling up, and the hot land there is still motionless, drinking all the wind and frost. After leaving for many years, the hot land there is still in my heart, tender and picturesque.

In my 16 years of life, homesickness has turned into countless tenderness, which has penetrated into my heart and bone marrow. That kind of enthusiasm has become a nostalgia that I can't give up, accompanying me to grow up.