Autumn is here, leaves are falling, and the sun rising in the morning is a little chilling. I remembered that hometown again, my parents’ eager advice to me.
In ancient times, people often expressed their lives with poetry, and there were countless poems describing autumn. Since ancient times, I have been sad and lonely in autumn. I say that autumn is better than spring. Most of what we feel in this special season of autumn is connected with sadness. As the weather gradually becomes colder, everything slowly witheres, and things around us flash by. When late autumn passes, the ground slowly becomes a bare feeling, and the north wind slowly whistles by. Only then can we understand what the real desolation is.
From the short video, I saw other people who were playing and reuniting with their families, and my heart was somewhat touched. At least people in their hometown can sleep in a hot bed at night, have a stove test during the day, and can gather together to drink tea and play poker when they are bored. It would be great to chat together. Watching the children running over in the village and playing together made me suddenly recall the memories of my childhood. There are many days left for the New Year. I really want to spend a good New Year with my parents. This year is also the first year of my growth. I also found my own joy in life by working and earned my first salary in my life. I can proudly buy a New Year gift for my parents and send some red envelopes to my children, and I really feel like I have grown up.
Now I can’t go home, I can only stay in this place. When will I not be able to make a fortune at this time? Work hard for the future life and give an explanation to my life.
