Speaking of my hometown Tongliao, Inner Mongolia, I feel both familiar and unfamiliar. I didn't feel its mystery and warmth when I was around it, but when I came to the southwest to face countless questions from my friends, I felt that I didn't know much about my hometown and didn't have much deep feelings, even though I spent my childhood and adolescence there. Tongliao is located in Horqin grassland, where the terrain is flat, the four seasons are distinct, and there is not much historical and cultural accumulation, so there are few specialties here. There used to be a famous medical stone, but now it seems that few people give it as a gift. Instead, I choose special products brought back from other places as gifts, as if all foreign things are good. Indeed, because it is closer to Beijing and Shenyang, it will be faster and more sensitive to feel the breath of fashion, so Tongliao people have a more accurate grasp of fashion. However, Tongliao people still dare not keep up with the latest fashion frontier like Dalian people, and they don't feel bad about spending money to dress up; Unlike Beijingers, they don't like to care about state affairs, but like to read books and newspapers, as evidenced by the difficulty in seeing newsstands on Tongliao Street. But it is a place that dares to absorb all kinds of fashion elements. Although the floating population is small, foreign fast food has swept the city and become a highlight of the whole city. Needless to say, the popular Sichuan cuisine settled in Tongliao. There is also Gome Suning Appliance, a large department store. Every time I go home, I lament the increasingly prosperous streets and lanes and the constant influx of fashion elements. Modern and popular colors that are unique to almost large and medium-sized cities can be found in this small town beyond the Great Wall. But I don't know whether Tongliao's economy has really developed, whether the per capita income has improved, whether the political environment has improved, and whether the overall living standard is directly proportional to the development of the city. I'm not a leader or an expert, so I'm just thinking about it. It is unconvincing to say that Tongliao has no proud history. Because everyone knows the most famous and respected woman in history of qing dynasty-Empress Xiao Zhuang. The first counsellor in the harem of the first beauty in Manchu and Mongolia witnessed the three emperors' accession to the throne, and the queen mother who personally assisted the two emperors was born in Horqin grassland. The vast and simple prairie endows this beautiful and wise girl with admirable generosity and kindness, and also casts her brilliant career and everything she wants to see as a woman. She is the role model and idol of Keerqin girl. Unfortunately, I have never seen the vastness of the grassland with my own eyes, nor touched the green of the grassland with my own hands. So I have no right to speak in Horqin grassland. Because my previous life was simple and quiet, I seldom went out to play, so I didn't know much about the streets of Tongliao, and even the tour guide was not qualified. This is something I am ashamed of. I don't have much attachment to Tongliao, because everything there is memories, good memories and bad memories. The education I received from childhood is to leave this small city and go to Beijing to study and broaden my horizons. Only when you leave Tongliao can you be considered promising. Under this belief, I began to struggle to leave Tongliao. At this moment, I am looking at the southwest thousands of miles away, the city that gave birth to me and raised me. I can't say grateful or excited. I just like to remember an old friend, quiet and natural, rather than miss my mother's kindness. Maybe it's because not many people educate me and help me. I am a person who seldom gets help. I have explored the formation of my own personality and my own idea of being a man. Few people have guided my development direction and taught me lifelong benefits. So the local customs there are not obvious to me, which also cultivates my strong adaptability. The snow here is charming, but I hate the danger and inconvenience that snow brings to pedestrians after freezing into ice. The sand dunes here are very wide, but I hate the turbidity and irritability caused by sandstorms all year round. I don't know why I don't have much nostalgia and love for this city. Maybe I need to get to know it. Maybe with the passage of time and the increase of life experience, I will gradually fall in love with it!