This is a text I wrote in the first grade of junior high school. This piece of "Nostalgia" is full of pure emotions, like a clear spring in a mountain stream that cleanses the soul.
Sincere and full of emotions:
"Hometown, she has the same blood as me" - this expression has a profound meaning that transcends age, and the feeling of being connected to the blood of my hometown comes to my face.
Sensory description is rich and three-dimensional:
· Taste: The exquisite and attractive bayberry, the caramel aroma of sweet potato
· Smell: the fragrance of earth, the unique smell of cooking smoke
· Hearing: the music of the creek, the laughter of my sister
·Visual: Golden ears of rice, tender peach blossoms
Excellent sense of rhythm:
From the parallelism of "No need to say... No need to say..." To the specific scene of roasting sweet potatoes with my sister, to the affectionate call at the end, there are ups and downs.
The unique value of this article
This is more like an excellent lyrical prose, with an uncarved natural beauty in the text.
This piece of "Nostalgia" may remind you of the early works of many excellent writers - the skills may be a little green, but the sincerity is enough to move people's hearts.
Looking forward to seeing your positive comments and opinions! Thanks~?
Purpose: When I was really far away from my hometown, as my age and academic stage increased, and the opportunities to return to the countryside became less and less, I truly realized that the strong nostalgia can never be erased.