When I walked out of the campus, it was a quarter to five.
Father waited for me for a long time, and there was a traffic jam in the alley when he left. He is a little impatient, and I can see that the whole family is really embarrassed to wait for me alone. It was almost 5 o'clock 15 when the train started, and my father didn't let me in, so I drove directly to the expressway.
Mother is very considerate, and brought a lot of fruit snacks to grandpa, accounting for half of the trunk. Father also prepared two pairs of wine and several boxes of moon cakes. Grandpa is a good wine, popular from Erguotou to Qianjin. He wants a drink in the morning, noon and evening, plus a few good pieces of meat, and his life is not bad.
I feel carsick again. Stuffed in my chest all the way, my stomach turned upside down and I couldn't sleep. When I was dizzy, I listened to a few politicians "pointing out the mountains and rivers". In fact, after being sensible, I find it interesting to listen to their political discussions. They have a wide range of information and can learn a lot. They occasionally cut in when talking about things they are familiar with. When the words are amazing, they will be surprised, so I will have a little pride in my heart: am I just an idiot with poor grades and nothing in your eyes?
I haven't seen you for two months. Grandpa is very happy to see me, and I am even happier to see my brother. His slightly turbid eyes narrowed into a curved ditch, and I saw the years. I said hello in a hurry and rushed to the familiar room upstairs as if nothing had changed. The electric fan is still standing there, but it doesn't smell like summer. I still remember that I left in such a hurry that I didn't even have time to say goodbye.
Dinner was ordered at my aunt's house. Her house is in a good location, built in the depths of the mountain, some distance from my home. Cousin deliberately tossed the stubborn fish in the pond for dinner all afternoon, destroying three fishing lines and finally becoming a pot of boiled fish with full flavor on the table. I like the food cooked by firewood in my hometown very much. It is always better than natural gas, probably the taste of my hometown.
When I got home, Junshan and the surrounding hills had already disappeared in the night. I don't know how many layers of colors the whole sky has spread from crimson to deep blue, and silence is immersed in heaven and earth from top to bottom. I stood on the balcony watching, watching everything dark and cold, watching the picture scroll that human pen and ink can't sway.
As my father said, tonight is the night when the moon is closest to the earth, but there is not a bright moon or even stars in the night sky. The night wind hit me, I shook for a while, and finally closed the door and went back to my room. Grandpa and dad downstairs are still talking on the flat ground in front of the house. I do not feel sleepy. I didn't turn off the light until early morning. The buzz downstairs didn't mean to decrease or disappear, but gradually blurred in his sleep.
I like this morning, awakened by the sunshine that is not dazzling, and slowly put on my clothes to blow the wind on the balcony.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw my mother standing on the balcony looking at her mobile phone, probably WeChat. Today, WeChat has become an indispensable dating software for mothers. She and her circle like to read some philosophical articles or some business methods or Feng Shui regimen. Businessmen like mother are mostly superstitious. She told me: remember to look up at the sky when you go out, and you will have good luck. There is no scientific basis for this, but the philosophy contained in it is thought-provoking. Suddenly I feel that my mother is also a lovely person.
The terrain of our home is fairly flat. On this section of the road, the mountain spring has already turned into a shallow stream, flowing quietly. Sometimes, egrets can be seen crossing the fields, although birds can't be heard in the empty mountains. Junshan is still hazy. I plugged in my headphones and listened to the old songs, walking along the mountain road.
It's so quiet in the mountains that I lose a lot of anger under the rendering of autumn, but I just like this kind of silence. I am fascinated by this invisible quiet voice, like a glass of wine that has been precipitated for thousands of years.
On the way home, my inexplicable anxiety seems to have eased a lot. In that shallow stream, the water has been flowing slowly with the road, unhurriedly. The road keeps turning around the mountain with no end in sight. I mused and silently said goodbye in my heart. I know that sooner or later I will leave this country. In the next few years, I should have a different life in this city!
Back home, it was another autumn wind, and the leaves fell one after another. I finally set foot on my way home. ...
I rode the donkey that went to Beijing for the exam that year, and my hair has fallen off badly. After months of wading through mountains and rivers, I finally came to the entrance of Hejia Village, and the big locust tree was still there. I haven't been home for so many years, and the stream in front of my house has dried up. The autumn wind makes me shiver. There were only a few dead branches left in the most lush trees in the past. There are several children playing at the entrance to the village. I wanted to know more about the situation, but as soon as I approached, the children next to me had already gone to play the gyro.
I walked home slowly, and a familiar voice sounded in my ear: "Xiao He, is that you?" Long time no see, "said the old man in cloth hesitantly. I squinted for a long time before I realized that it was Jason who stole peaches with me before. After all these years, I didn't recognize him. I quickly replied: "It's me! The village now is very different from before. Show me! ""Ah, this is the tree we climbed before, but I can't climb it now. "I looked at it. The tree has withered, covered with mushrooms, the bark of the tree has fallen off, and there is a small fruit on the branch that has been bitten badly.
We walked slowly forward. "This is my home?" I shook my head, really surprised. It's too shabby here! The paint on the doors and windows has faded, and several teeth on the window lattice have been broken. "Oh, how did you come back?" "Because I want to go home." "But your family has moved away." "What, isn't that?" "No, that was only a few years ago." Huh? "
I bowed my head and walked back, feeling sad. A crow flew over my head, and the water level of the only river in the village dropped, exposing bare stones and coldly reflecting the sun. I miss my family very much, but unfortunately I haven't seen them.
The morning sun shines on people who are still sleeping through the windows of one house after another. I'm still sleeping. I've been waiting in the elevator with my suitcase today. Today we are going to leave for our long-lost hometown.
After many twists and turns, we finally arrived in high-speed railway station. Looking out of the window, the building came into view. The blue sky is not as clean as a cloud, but it is the perfect background color of the protagonist. The high-speed rail has started, the building is far away from us, and we are slowly moving away from Guangzhou. On the road, we saw the road network extending in all directions, and watched the cars gallop, and we passed through one mountain after another. The lines connected by telephone poles are constantly changing. They are like a staff, sometimes low and sometimes high, playing wonderful music. Suddenly, the telephone pole was gone, and the sky was gone. There are tall mountains and green trees in front of us, and it seems that they are dissatisfied with others robbing their stage. After the performance, wonderful people will appear in the back.
The first thing I saw was a little red, and the next thing I saw was a big red sign, dazzling in the sunlight and clinging to my heart. One second, two seconds, I froze. I slapped the person next to me hard and pointed my other hand at the window. "Look, our school." I patted the window and stared at the sign. Staring at it for a while, and then pointing the phone at it is a slap. Looking at the photos in the mobile phone, I can't let go for a long time. As the train flies, the school is getting farther and farther away from me, just like watching the school get farther and farther on the day of school.
The scenery was so charming that I gradually lost my sight and fell asleep against the window. When I woke up in a daze, the sun was still shining, the sky was still so perfect, and the green rice fields were shining. The train arrived at the station before I enjoyed the scenery. It's not that time flies too fast, but that technology is too developed now. The usual seven or eight hours' drive is now shortened to two hours. When I got off the bus, it was not a sultry wave, but a gentle breeze. He greeted us with the fragrance of trees, the freshness of streams and rivers and cheers. Out of high-speed railway station, there is a little fluff floating in the sky to wash for us. We are all happy for such an invitation banquet. Looking at the rape flowers in the valley outside the window, she showed off her beauty everywhere. I smiled and said, I haven't changed at all. Still so beautiful.
The wind in my hometown is so refreshing, the land in my hometown is so heroic, and the taste in my hometown is still so fragrant. My hometown is still that hometown, which I will always love!