I don't know how many people, like me, secretly dried their tears on the first night when they arrived at school, in the dormitory of four people, covered with quilts and smelling strange smells. It was the first time in my life that I was thousands of miles away from home, the first time I slept with strangers, and the first time I missed home so much. Deep thoughts turn into endless tears, and in every dead of night, accompany me into one dream after another in a foreign land.
In addition to the north and south campuses, my school also has a whole mountain as an experimental base. This is a super-large campus that everyone is eager to have, but on my way home from countless times, I think of the familiar town in the distance. It is not as bright as the bustling lights in Beishangguang, nor as long as the ancient town of Suzhou and Hangzhou, nor as good as a treasure house in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai, but it is praised as "the beauty of Gobi" with its unique charm. There are rich oil resources, friendly citizens and endless beauty.
? Walk with me in the streets of my hometown until all the lights go out and don't stop. I think of the city sanitation workers cleaning the city clean and tidy. You certainly don't know that the citizens here don't litter from the 80-year-old to the three-year-old children. I remember that the traffic facilities here are never crowded, and everything is safe and orderly. You certainly don't know that the air-conditioned buses here are free for primary and secondary school students and the elderly, no matter where you go; I remember that I have always been addicted to the delicious food here, and the price is reasonable and delicious beyond words. You certainly won't know the melon and fruit barbecue, cold skin, nang cake, saute spicy chicken and all kinds of mixed noodles here. Give me a few pages of A4 paper and I can't finish reporting the names of the dishes. Of course, the most important thing is that the taste is so good that I can't find a suitable word to define it. The above is my exclusive memory of my hometown.
There are too many students shouting at the moment when they fill in the college entrance examination: I'm going to work hard in a big city and never want to go back to this small town for comfort. However, a few people wish to take root thousands of miles away, ignoring the grass and trees here, and finally choose to pack up their bags and return to their hometown, as if only the air here can make us breathe freely and feel relaxed and happy.
For more than 20 years, I have almost traveled all over China, understanding the customs of each country. Even though the outside world is wonderful, I am still in anxious to return. I travel thousands of miles, just want to say: they are not as good as you, my hometown, my only.