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My hometown, Huangling, wrote a 400-word article.
Back to my long-lost hometown, a beautiful seaside town. After twenty years' absence, the impression of my hometown still stays in my childhood. I vaguely remember that the sky here is always blue and people's lives are quiet and peaceful. Every spring, the wind will blow the smell of the sea, and the whistle coming back from afar is the beautiful voice of this small town. The most common thing in summer is that cyclists go to the seaside in twos and threes with swimming rings and children sitting behind them.

Walking in the street, my eyes kept searching for things attached to my memory, such as buildings, neon lights, colorful billboards, women in gorgeous clothes, fashionable teenagers with their hair dyed in various colors and many chains hanging on their clothes, except these. I couldn't find traces of my childhood, and suddenly I found myself running hundreds of kilometers, just from a brightly lit architectural forest to another space full of McDonald's and brand stores. With the development of the times, cities have been assimilated. When you come to the commercial street of any city with your eyes closed, it is difficult for you to tell whether you are in Beijing, Shanghai or any other city. It is inevitable to feel sad in my heart, reminding people of my hometown, and a warm current will gush from my heart and become an unconvincing sentence.

Looking at the direction of the sea outside the window, avoiding the dazzling light and listening to the melodious piano sound, I tried to create an atmosphere of returning to my hometown, but I was always interrupted by noisy music coming from the street and luxury cars flying by like bullets. I always feel that there is something missing in modern life. Looking around, we have everything, but the quality and weight are different. But the content of emotional space is getting less and less. Instead of the warmth of hometown, it is the noisy and hot city. Simple hometown people don't know where to hide, and they may all be businessmen in a hurry in suits and ties.

When I came to the seaside, I smelled the sea from a distance, and my emotions seemed to find a reason to release, sweeping away a little regret just now. After all, the sea has not changed, and it is still quiet, majestic and boundless. People who have seen the sea will suddenly be impressed by its vastness. It seems that he embodies an unspeakable mystery and profundity. Looking at the falling sand in my hand, I imagined that one of them had been left in my hand. I heard the laughter of playing by the sea when I was a child. The warm memory is that the Caspian Sea is my childhood and the sea is my hometown.