Nostalgia refers to "stamps", "boat tickets", "graves" and "straits" in Yu Guangzhong's works, or "The past is gone, the willows are reluctant; Today, when I think about it, it rains and snows, all of which record the poet's homesickness.

everyone has pinned their homesickness, and I am no exception.

Every time I go home, I have to eat a bowl of fragrant Hele. It seems that this bowl of Hele can replace all my homesickness.

After getting off the train, the exit is still bustling. There are coaches driving small tricycles, free buses, and some people shout in a thick voice, "Huashan, Huashan, 1 yuan, 1 yuan." Squeezing through the crowd, I walked alone on the 1-meter avenue, and the Qinling Mountains shrouded in clouds were looming, so I couldn't help but pick up my mobile phone and take pictures. It suddenly occurred to me that a friend once said that the clouds we saw on the road made us feel particularly beautiful, but when we climbed Huashan, those clouds were much more beautiful, which made people feel like they were walking on clouds and wanted to jump off the mountain ... I smiled when I thought of this.

after less than ten minutes' walk, there are old Tongguan meat buns on the street facade, and you can't help but be greedy. When you enter the store, there is an eye-catching word, which is undoubtedly the best description of the old Tongguan meat buns: "The skin is thin and crisp, the slag is hot, the mouth is fat but not greasy, and the meat is thin and not firewood." Talking and laughing with the boss, I finished a cake and came to the Hele shop. The boss greeted me and sat down and asked, "Big bowl and small bowl?" How much is chili pepper? " "Small bowl, chili pepper, and more kimchi." The short conversation revealed the frankness of Shaanxi people. The boss served the old bowl of Hele, which made my mouth water. The Chinese hamburger with Hele was a perfect match for me, and it was happy even though the Chinese hamburger was full of oil. "Drink soup? Let auntie bring you a bowl of soup. " The boss smiled and said to me, this is the loud voice of Shaanxi women, but I feel very cordial. "No, thank you, aunt." Give the boss five dollars, wipe your mouth and walk along the direction of home.

For me, Hele is not only a delicious food, but also a complex that I can't put down. Although it rose from one yuan a bowl as a child to five yuan a bowl now, the mellow taste still retains the taste of childhood, and I want to eat a bowl beautifully no matter where I am.

I am often accused of wandering around the street every time I don't come home early, but I don't know that my homesickness is also related to a bowl of Hele and a Chinese hamburger.