Spring Festival brings us a sense of presence

In Beijing, even if you already have a family and have children, you still have a strong sense of drifting. Most of the time you are thinking about your work, you seldom take care of this problem. However, every spring festival round trip, there is always a sense of separation from the world, whether it is the hustle and bustle of the city after returning to the home, or the quiet of the home after returning to the city. Suddenly, I thought that I was very independent and adapted to city life and did not really integrate into this city...

One day many years ago, a piece of notice captured us from those who have been growing for more than a decade, the most familiar folks, loved ones, and friends. After work, it is rare for us to return home several times a year. Every time we change jobs, we get to know a group of "polite friends" and will soon forget about it when we change jobs again.

With the passage of time, when we go home again, our former masters become guests, and our closest friends become polite, our new faces are still unknown, and our children's names cannot be called...

Even so, my hometown is still the most relaxed place in my mind. Although the environment has changed too much, the muddy streets have changed into cement roads, and the ponds that used to play in water have changed into Homestead, however, standing on that piece of land, you will feel that the past decade has never passed through the ordinary, and the curtain of naughty friends appears in your mind, this is a memory that has never been turned over in the city.

In the city, what we think every day is self-realization. We compare people every day and weigh our values every day. Gains and losses at work affect your mood and your life.

When I went home during the Spring Festival, I sent a red packet. With the eyes of people concerned, I spoke about my experiences over the past year. I gave my children computer knowledge and taught them how to use QQ videos...

Although it is trivial, I feel my existence and the joy it brings to everyone.

The computer is too ice. I will ignore it later!

 

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PS: It's still wise of the ancients. The same sigh is expressed in just two poems.

 

Home couple book two

 

Return from home,
The voice is not changed.
Children do not know each other,
Where did the smiling client come from?

 

Many years away from my hometown,
Recently, people are half killed.
Only Mirror Lake Water in front of the door,
Spring Breeze does not change the old wave