Do not forget, the person who waits for you in the same place

01.

The most beautiful scenery is always in the distance. This is like a promise to the time, for this promise, I try to go out of the small window in my life, and encounter the world's thousands of things.

The fireworks in distant cities are always grand and fascinating. Because of the unfamiliarity of the landscape, it seems so fresh to the eyes that many people cannot help but set out on the road of trekking.

Every time you leave, you will secretly shed tears for your loved ones who grew up with you. No matter how long you've been gone, they will leave their hearts at the junction of departure until your return.

However, how many people, in the process of struggling for their dreams, will look back and remember the person who was waiting for them at the same place?

Once I, with a grand wish, could not wait to find the magnificent mountains and rivers in the distance, convinced that if I did not give time to experience, then life would be wasted.

The world has been tossing and turning, and I've waved my ambition all over the place, and the familiar flowers and grasses of my hometown appear frequently in my dreams. I know that the seemingly prosperous city is just like that. The fact is that you'll be able to get a lot of the best and most effective ways to get the most out of the company.

If I could choose again, I would rather stay in the courtyard of my hometown, help my mother take care of her vegetables and fruits, and catch up with her on TV shows in my spare time. Such a simple life can give people more satisfaction than a good deal of food and clothing.

02.

When I was a child, I sat in front of my house and watched the spring rain slide down from the eaves and make puddles on the ground. The time was so quiet, the repetitive sound of rain pattering as if it stretched into eternity.

When it wasn't raining, I went out with my mother to sell goods or plant a vegetable garden. The many labors, although physically exhausting, were made pleasant by the company of loved ones.

At the beginning of life, there is always someone who will spend a good time with you in your youth. She will climb up the hill with you in the spring flowers, drink a cup of fresh wild tea with you, and dispel all your loneliness in the dusk of every storm knocking on the window.

The stars have changed several times in the autumn. In the blink of an eye, I went to a colorful big city and struggled hard for my future.

In the moments when I was overwhelmed by life, I couldn't help but ask myself: I left my mother and worked so hard, what was I doing for? Is this wandering worth it? The philosophy of life is so complex that even after all the time, you can't get the final answer.

The day and night are long, and many people, many things, are unknowingly slowly far away.

Life is so short, we are destined to be just a passerby between heaven and earth, a grain of sand in the waves. However, the deep love and eternal vigilance will be deeply connected to each other's souls.

We want to love and cherish everyone seriously, and want to accompany our loved ones to grow old seriously.

So, thousands of mountains, separated by years, but also to look back at the original place, return to the original place, and the one who has been waiting for us to meet.

03.

The best thing about this is that it's a good time, and it's a good time to be in bloom between the flowers.

The first time I saw a woman, I was surprised at how old she was, and I felt guilty for not being there for her. It was the attachment that took away her moist skin and left traces of vicissitudes.

She gave me the grand and bright love of the sun and the moon, but I left her with a long wait and expectation. After hanging up the phone, I secretly vowed to go back and visit my mother as soon as possible.

Countless people in the world set out wishfully from their peaceful homes, crossing long distances of mountains and mountains to strange lands. No matter when the road to home is always endless and never deserted.

On the way back to my hometown, I closed my eyes and fell asleep, dreaming that I had separated a wisp of my soul and returned to the embrace of my hometown.

I listened to the breeze of the court through the rosy spring flowers and watched a koi carp ripple on the surface of the pond.

The golden light of dusk filled the room, and I went downstairs to help my mother cook, putting new firewood into the stove with a poker, warming not only my hands but also my heart.

After cooking, the family sat down at the table and talked about family life together. That kind of time is the most pleasant.

When I wake up, I can't help but smile lightly. The world's hustle and bustle of a thousand, in the lonely wanderer, can not withstand a meal back home.

The person who is waiting for me at the same place always makes me give up everything and return to her.

Don't forget, the person who is holding your heart and soul; don't forget, the person who is waiting for you in the same place.

Wandering life, someone to hold for you, someone waiting for you at the same place, is the warmest, the happiest thing.