I don’t know if there is anyone like me who is reluctant to say goodbye to my hometown before I say goodbye. When I really said goodbye, the sadness far outweighed the joy.
From 2001 to 2021, no more, no less, 20 years have flown by. My daughter has become a primary school teacher, and I have also gone from the prime of life to an honorable retirement...
It is really full of emotion to say goodbye to Yiyi, goodbye! 402 has accompanied us through so many springs, summers, autumns and winters! Thank you! Give us support when we are tired; give us warmth when we are depressed.
is today, more than half a year after leaving it, I will always think of my 402. It is a real existence that cannot be erased in my life, and it is a place that holds too many memories and past events.
You are my first real home in the strict sense. I also lived in the school dormitory for ten years, but because it was just a dormitory, I actually had no real sense of belonging in my heart. Only here can my heart feel at ease and peaceful, and I feel that this is the most comfortable, relaxed and comfortable place.
I still remember the day when I moved into my new home. It was May 2, 2002. On that day, relatives and friends gathered here. You were brand new from the inside out, and everything was full of beauty.
also remembers the years when my grandma was here. She cooked meals every day and waited for me to get off work. That time full of love came to an abrupt end at dinner time on 11.29 in the winter of 2009. Grandma had a stroke and left my home. , I also wanted to come back, but I couldn’t live without someone to take care of me, and I had to go to work, so...then my grandma passed away, and she never came back.
still remembers the day when her daughter got married, March 26, 2015. Although her husband’s family was not far away, getting married meant running to a new home. I think of my daughter who was still a primary school student when she first arrived at 402, but in a blink of an eye she has become a young and beautiful girl. I think of the time she worked hard here and how lucky she was to find her right husband. At that time, I felt happy, excited and reluctant...
Here, there are all my colleagues upstairs and downstairs, so we are all good neighbors here. From time to time I would drop by and chat, and if anyone had something to do, he would always help me unsolicited. I remember one time my family encountered difficulties, and the neighbors rushed over to lend a helping hand. That scene will be unforgettable for the rest of my life.
Here, relatives and friends come to have a meal; here, colleagues come to have a dinner; here, young children come to have a tea party. What I remember most is that it feels like we were back when we were kids, with several people squeezed into one bed, chattering. , as happy as the New Year.
There are too many past events... If I really talk about them, I should be able to write a book.
I never thought about leaving you. I always felt that I would spend every year here until I passed away with gray hair. Even if someone mentioned that it was time to change to an elevator room, I would not hesitate to resist. Because in my heart, you are a unique existence and my most beautiful and best home.
But, but, I finally made the decision to leave you. I still remember that in the autumn of 2020, I just listed you online, and someone came to see the house, and I fell in love with you right away. As a result, that night, I tossed and turned, lay awake at night, thinking about all the things I had lost with you. I really didn’t think about anything in those days, until the other party called. Because of some reasons on the phone, I didn’t think about it for the time being, and I suddenly felt relieved.
A year has passed in the blink of an eye. My parents are faltering and come to my house less and less. It’s not that they don’t want to come, but it’s become a constant problem to go upstairs. My heart began to waver, and after much thought, I came up with the idea of leaving and changing rooms, so I went online again.
Then, then...someone took a fancy to it, and then, the contract was signed and transferred. At the end of May, the day for handing over the house came, but because the house I wanted to buy had to delay handing over the house, and even if the house was handed over, it would have to be renovated, so I planned to rent my own house for a few more months. This means that although the real estate certificate belongs to someone else, I can still live there for a while! So there is no psychological uneasiness about losing it.
June disappeared, July passed, and August came. As time went by, the end of September was coming, and the day for handing over the house was getting closer. I started to be busy organizing various things, and moving them back and forth every day. It was very busy. Fulfillment, but the reluctance in my heart is increasing day by day.
But isn’t saying goodbye for a better life? I wonder if anyone who has moved has the same mentality as me. But alas, so many past events and memories, now with the move, everything has become history and is coming to an end.
Goodbye! 402! When I closed the door gently, there were tears in my eyes and reluctance in my heart. But there is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever. After all, life is also a process of constant farewell and reunion.
I hope that all the people who come after me, whether now or in the future, will be kind to the 402 that no longer belongs to me!
Friends, do you have any experience of moving? How does it feel to leave?
#Give yourself a little red flower#
