At one time, the winter in Sydney was particularly cold and windy, and it rained downtown for a year. I heard that every trash can is full of blown umbrellas. The next day, I saw advertisements for jackets everywhere. I bought one only to find that it was all floating clouds, and my head and feet were soaked when the wind blew. No wonder merchants even sell pants, hats and shoes. Later, it was found that the old long-handled umbrella used by Sydney people was double-reinforced, so you have to get a new one.

When I come home from work on a stormy night, the "Railway Road" train system, known as the "Road to Failure", is usually more than half an hour late, and it seems that it still stops on the road at 7: 30. When I got off the train, the demon wind was everywhere.

It's great to trudge under the streetlight and see the brightly lit apartment in the distance. There is always a light to go home at the end of the night. When I got home, my father was cooking abalone chicken soup, my mother was setting the plate, and my husband was showing his fans steamed scallops.

In my sixth year in Sydney, the city became so familiar to me. I have traveled all over the city skillfully, and I also remember the names of every hotel along the road at home, the big bag of egg cakes in the northeast of the railway station, the Guangdong roasted meat on the corner, the Shanghai cage downstairs and the Sichuan hot pot at the other end of the street. A street simply merges into a big China. At the innermost part of the street, it is my small home in a high-rise apartment.

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When I first came to Sydney, I lived on the 39th floor of an apartment in the city center. Because of the excellent geographical location, the landlord used 200% of the two-bedroom apartment. The master bedroom is shared with a pair of girls who study together. Although the second bedroom is small, it has been rented into two separate rooms. I live in the living room, and the balcony is rented to a mother and daughter because of its large area. In this way, my rent at that time was also 180 Australian dollars a week (at that time, it was equivalent to more than 1000 RMB a week). I heard that the landlord is not crazy compared with the one rented out in the corridor next door.

Because of the high floor, the lights of Lovers Harbor can be seen far away in the living room, so the landlord called this a "luxury sea view apartment". After everyone is asleep, in the small window that belongs to me, the city lights are beautiful, and the wind in Sydney is also a gentle sea breeze. On the thirty-ninth floor, I occasionally visit pigeons perched on the windowsill late at night. I occasionally feed some bread to them who have a hard journey, and they are willing to come for a stroll and have a midnight snack every day.

I feel at home in my cabin. I am quite carefree. During the day, I also walked through the bustling city of China, the beautiful fountain in Lover's Harbor, climbed the high iron bridge, and looked at the incredible blue water reflecting sunlight below. Before the old warships docked in maritime museum, restaurants and bars in Lovers Harbor surrounded them, and people listened to songs, drank and ate. It's so lively, but it's not as beautiful as watching at night. At that time, the noisy Sydney belonged to the world, and the quiet lights belonged to me.

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Boyfriend rented a house in Melbourne, a citizen near the school, Curie. The grass in the yard grows to half a person's height, and neighbors complain that there will be snakes. Several of their international students don't have lawn mowers. After the artificial harvest failed, they were finally willing to rent a lawn mower to solve the problem. With such a small house, I had a place to live before. However, because it is interstate, there are not many opportunities to take a long vacation to travel at work.

Every time I go, I have to go to an unknown cold noodle shop at the door and ask for a bowl. The boss is a native of Xi. The whole family immigrated to Australia and opened a small shop. There is nothing to eat. I only buy cold rice noodles and meat buns. Cold rice noodles are homemade and very thick. I've never eaten anything like this in China in the south. I have to add shredded cucumber and a lot of peppers. It is also open late at night. The boss said that at eleven o'clock, a classmate nearby called to buy a midnight snack and told him not to close the door. At that time, Melbourne was very safe at night. Sometimes the door was unlocked and nothing happened.

Let's just stroll around, have cold rice noodles for dinner, and walk back slowly at the barbecue stall next door with a few strings of mutton and eggplant. My first impression of Melbourne turned into a faint light in a late-night snack bar. In the cold wind, I can sit down and bake some skewers together. "There is a feeling of snow in the dusk outside. Can I eat mutton?"

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I don't remember which year, the Sydney city government held a light show. Within a month, the whole city was brightly lit, and the music and light show of the customs building were beautifully combined with the building; On the "eggshell" of Sydney Opera House, different stories are interpreted with lights every night; The lights of St. Mary's Cathedral represent the kind virgin; Tourists from all over the world flock to Sydney to visit the annual Lantern Festival.

That year, my husband and I watched Yuanxiao in a pub in the rock zone. After ordering two steaks, the boss invited us to choose two pieces of raw meat. Laughing and crying, I found that the tradition of others is to choose their own meat and roast it themselves. Ok, this is Australia! My husband rolled up his sleeves and went to barbecue. By the way, he could chat with a group of men by the fire. A few years ago, when others quarreled, he was indignant and silent about "We are in China". Now he can talk about culture and China science and technology with others calmly. (Of course, I also learned to quarrel.)

That year, we took our family to watch Yuanxiao at the train station around the island in the rain. The weather is quite cold, but parents are busy shooting videos with their mobile phones, and the baby doesn't know how to understand in ignorance. That year, we watched the Lantern Festival with our baby on a cruise ship. She has grown into a woman who can run around clapping her hands and say, "Wow!" Your Majesty, the big ferry also "wow", the opera house also "wow", the colorful lights in the sea also "wow", and the sunflower lights along the coast also "wow".

That year, almost ten years have passed; That year, I moved out of the small living room in the city countless times and then lived in a warm little house in the forest. That year, the tableware at home changed from a small milk pot with ten dollars to a full kitchen cabinet, pots and pans and spices I didn't know; That year, I still kept the skill of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and learned how to bake cakes with cream and decorate flowers. That year, I no longer felt that my English around me was bad, but began to popularize China's Double Eleven with my colleagues in Australia; That year, I wanted to say "hello" loudly to the brightly lit Sydney Harbour.

Sydney, please light the lights tonight for me, for China people overseas, for friendly Australians in Sydney, and for tourists from all over the world from the other side of the ocean.

Always envy the jade lang in the world, and heaven should ask for a crisp mother.

Try your best to sing, open your teeth, the wind blows, the snow flies, and the sea gets cold.

Wanli came back with a smile and smiled with him.

I am thinking that Lingnan should be bad. It is said that this peace of mind is my hometown.