I have been out of my hometown since I was a teenager and have settled down in other places for so many years, but because my parents are still in my hometown, I will still return to my hometown during the New Year's Festival.
Every time I return to my hometown, I feel more and more strange, the main street is still so many, but the new city is not familiar at all, and the degree of strangeness is no less than that of other places.
Back to the hometown, when the family squatted mostly, because they were not familiar with the road, not familiar with food, and did not have cute friends, but it was lonely than living in the city. Maybe when my parents move to the city where I live when they are older, this old home will be preserved in the memory.
It is also very sad to think about it, when I was young, I wanted to go to the big city, I wanted to see the outside world, although the years were faltering, I did not achieve my dream, but unfortunately I could not go back to my hometown, because it had become another stranger. It's sad to think about, and sometimes even the happy times of youth have become blurred.
Life is really a dream, and sometimes I don't know if it's worth it.