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Copywriting in my hometown circle of friends
Copywriting in my hometown circle of friends

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It's so healing, isn't it?

Hometown is the antidote to tired life,

Is where you abandon your troubles,

Solve puzzles that are not worth mentioning.

The scenery in the village is plain and pleasing to the eye. Perhaps my hometown is inconvenient, but it is the warmest and most healing.

At this age, I still can't hide my happiness in the matter of having a holiday, as always.

I retire to my hometown in my spare time, trim the fence and plant flowers in my busy time, and drink and drink tea in my spare time.

It is a kind of happiness to go home every time. The meaning of going home is to make grown-up people be children again.

My hometown is the most beautiful.

There are many kinds of beauty in life, and only this kind of fireworks can soften the whole world.

It is not my hometown that is drifting away, but the memory of my childhood, the village that was once full of fireworks.

The most beautiful thing is the hometown scenery, and the most intimate thing is the hometown situation.

The happiness of returning to the village is to walk around, take photos with your mobile phone, visit the vegetable garden and feed the chickens, and feel that everything has become particularly beautiful.

When you return to your hometown, you will gradually find that what you have been thinking about is not your hometown, but some time in your childhood.

When I was a child, I wanted to escape from this life, but when I grow up, I am eager to return to this life.

Go home on holiday. I will always be a homesick child.

I used to feel that rural life was boring, but now my family is sitting around and the lights are amiable, which has become my most yearning life.

I also saw the smoke rising in my hometown and a full moon shining on the earth. If life is not easy, who wants to float thousands of miles away alone?

Going home is an unplanned thing.

Back in the village, I want to hear all the rumors that belong to me this time.

When I was a child, my mother told me to go home. When I grew up, my mother told me to go home. The former urges me, while the latter looks forward to it.

No one wants not to go home during the Chinese New Year. Everyone who doesn't go home has his own story.