Homeless

The central idea of the novel-the confusion of homelessness The painful childhood is like a pebble that sinks in the bottom of his heart. It has been rubbed repeatedly in Liu Zhipeng's growth, and has engraved the deepest obsession - to try his best to get out of this mountain that has trapped generations of people, so that the family who has worked hard for half a life can escape poverty and live a better life. In order to live a stable life, it is even more important for his neighbors, who have always looked down upon him and despised his family background, to put away their deep-rooted prejudices, truly look at him and his family with new eyes, and see clearly that there is a strength that is neither humble nor arrogant in this family that they underestimated. Later, with a tenacity that refused to admit defeat, he walked out of the mountains as he wished and finished college in the prosperous Haicheng. He worked hard and took root step by step, and gradually gained a foothold in this city. But as time went by, the neon lights and prosperity of this foreign land became more and more cold and alienated. He walked through the streets and alleys and tasted the fireworks of the world, but he always felt that he was an out of place outsider, unable to integrate into the human society and sophistication here, and he could not find a place that truly belonged to him. Occasionally during the holidays, he drags his tired body back to his hometown, only to find that his hometown has long lost the appearance in his memory, and another deeper feeling of alienation hits him. The once-familiar field ridges, old houses, and the neighbors he spent time with day and night have all become strangers over the years. He tried to let go of his alienation and take the initiative to get closer, but in the end he was like a passer-by who broke in rashly. He could never return to the familiarity he once had, nor could he find back the sense of belonging that was engraved in his bones. As my footsteps wandered back and forth between a foreign land and my homeland, the confusion in my heart became more and more intense, like being shrouded in thick fog, and I couldn't see the direction clearly: where is my real hometown? What should the so-called hometown look like? Purpose: Using the fate of a small person to highlight the humanistic thinking about hometown brought about by the great changes of the times