When homesickness is nowhere to be expressed, a plate of delicious hometown dishes makes the wanderer's heart closely linked with the mountains and rivers in his hometown. The long homesickness and strong homesickness turned into endless aftertaste in the taste. ...
The country is people-oriented, and the people take food as the sky. Our food culture is famous all over the world. Kiss or not, fellow villager. We are praised for our hometown complex. When food culture and hometown complex are condensed together, hometown food naturally becomes an emotional bond. In the brightly lit night, we can often see: three or five people from the same hometown, tasting hometown food, sharing hometown wine, talking about hometown feelings, passionate and happy. As a stranger in a foreign land, the helplessness and pain gradually faded away with laughter and breeze.
We often hear people who are not acclimatized in different places. I guess one is climate difference, and the other is different diet. It can be seen that the hometown on the taste buds will never be forgotten, and there are indelible traces wherever you go.
Remember to invite a friend from Sichuan to dinner. He had a soft spot for boiled fish throughout the banquet. I asked him why he likes eating so much. He should change his taste when he is not at home. He said with a silly smile, "This dish has a taste called' home'", which seemed to bring me closer to him. I am not a countryman, but I am better than a countryman, and I have become a "hometown" in his eyes.
Hometown dishes don't need delicacies. A handful of hometown red dates, a dish of hometown peanuts, a cup of hometown rice wine and a bowl of rich hometown rice are just a leaf floating in the distance, thinking about the roots that raised it, telling the expectation of the roots, pure and warm.
Leaves fall to the roots, flowers turn into mud, when the snow and ice cover the wanderer's footprints, when the wind and frost blow away the figure of leaving people, the wanderer's heart returns to his hometown. Experienced the storm of life, my heart is not restless, everything is calm, everything feels calm, and everything is settled. My hometown has become clear, and the food in my hometown is more delicious.
The familiar wind blows on the face, and the familiar clouds float in the sky. Under the big locust tree in the yard, sipping the green tea in my hometown with melodious flute and recalling the dishes in my hometown in a foreign land, I feel very comfortable. It enriches the material life of vagrants. It supports the spiritual world of wanderers; It makes the journey of the wanderer no longer lonely, and makes the hometown in the wanderer's heart no longer far away.