I would like to dedicate this book to the greatest mother in the world and people who are lost in life!
Han Zhongmin's father, Han Mingqin, died unexpectedly in a car accident. Not long after, his mother was also involved in a car accident and became a vegetative state.
It was the ring road in the south of the village, the road leading from Hanjia Village to the township, that tore up Han Zhongmin's youthful dream.
A family that had just made some progress was plagued by misfortunes. After his marriage suffered a setback, this young traveler who was full of dreams for life died prematurely.
After the coastal cities were designated as special zones, Zhongmin's peers Han Xueping and Han Xinliang both left their homes and embarked on the road to work.
In order to take care of his mother, Han Zhongmin has been staying at home. After working hard, Han Xinliang finally found his own world.
Han Xinliang, who is gradually improving in life, has not forgotten his brother who was in trouble. He is determined to return to his hometown, help Han Zhongmin elect the village chief, and realize his youthful dream.
In middle school, Han Zhongmin fell in love with his classmate Meng Lijun. When something happened at home, Meng Lijun was forced to marry the wrong person. Not only did Meng Lijun not live a happy life after her marriage, she became mentally ill and was rejected by her family.
In the most difficult moment of his life, Han Zhongmin did not forget his old feelings and still took Lijun back home. With the help of the lonely old man Han Fuhui and the villagers, Lijun finally recovered her health and the lover finally got married.
In order to realize his youthful dream, Han Zhongmin, whose family is gradually improving, participated in the election for the village party committee with the support of Xinliang.
After many obstacles, he finally became the youngest head of the Han family in the village.
In order to let the eternal youth shine, he worked tirelessly; in order to build a new countryside, he worked hard; in order to realize the dream of life and let the pigeons in his heart fly, he moved forward bravely.
Hometown! My beloved hometown! In the long river of history, perhaps it is just a tiny wave. However, in its life, it is like a bunch of buds waiting to bloom, embellishing the spring scenery of the motherland with its indomitable spirit.
Intention: The time of youth is wasted in confusion. The dreams of youth have not disappeared with the cruel real life. The immortal dream of youth has not dissipated with the fading youth. Our dreams are reborn after fading, and the dreams of youth let them shine with our lives.