The definition of "homeland complex": "Everyone has a land that they dream of in their hearts. They think of it when they are proud and think of it when they are frustrated. During every year and festival, they are moved by the scenery and think of it anytime and anywhere. It is vast. No space or long time will make this feeling fade." Nostalgia is the memory and emotion of hometown. In human consciousness, hometown has never been a name or symbol, but a spiritual home composed of many specific scenery, scenes, characters and stories. It is a spiritual paradise endowed with many emotions and memories. The Soviet Union famously said that a person should never forget the land that originally nurtured him. Nostalgia is an eternal topic of mankind. The nostalgia in the peripheral vision is like a small stamp with him here and his mother over there; Xi Murong's nostalgia is like a tree without annual rings that will never grow old; Bei Shi's nostalgia is like holding a kite, the farther away from home, the longer the longing. line; and Lu Xun's nostalgia is the sober disillusionment and painful thinking in the huge contrast between reality and ideals. Hometown is a place where a person is born and raised. The beautiful life background of childhood will be deeply engraved in the bottom of memory and cannot be erased, and condensed into life experience and become the root of life. The so-called hometown complex not only means the infinite expanse of time and the vastness of space, but also implies the insurmountable distance between people's hearts. Hometown is the warmest spiritual home in a person's life. The greatest sorrow for a person is the destruction of his spiritual home. The most painful mental journey of modern intellectuals is the entanglement between the deep rural sentiment and the desire for modern civilization. Therefore, the nostalgia of Lu Xun’s hometown is the loss and sadness of the broken spiritual home of his childhood. Hometown is a spiritual home that will never be forgotten in a lifetime! As I grow older, my homesickness becomes more and more intense. I feel that every mountain, water, plant and tree in my hometown is so haunting, let alone seeing it. The surprise and kindness of relatives and friends in my hometown and childhood friends. How many times have I returned to my hometown in my dreams? What is the hometown complex? Once people leave their hometown, they will develop a hometown complex. The farther away it becomes, the thicker it becomes, and the longer it lasts, the more intense it becomes, until it becomes a knot, and the knot becomes sorrow. If you hear a familiar accent in a foreign country, you will take the initiative to chat and ask questions, which shows your nostalgia. Life begins in the homeland, absorbs the essence of the homeland, and takes root in the homeland from then on, no matter how far away it is, it will still care about it. When I grew up, I joined the army and left home. After more than ten years away, the local atmosphere in my body became stronger and stronger, and I could never forget the local accent. Every time I go home from a visit to relatives, my heart has already flown back to my hometown thousands of miles away before I leave. Once I set foot on my hometown, everything outside the car window is so kind, the earthen house, the courtyard, the pond, every plant and tree. It is a familiar shadow to me. Walking on the land of my hometown, my heart feels much more at ease. I took off my military uniform and returned to my hometown. I often woke up from my dreams, thinking it was an emergency gathering of troops. During my more than ten years of military career, the army has become my second hometown, which gave me a second complex. The army is a big melting pot. I learned and grew up there. From an ignorant boy to a family, the army nurtured me. What’s more, there are so many comrades who live with me day and night and are as close as brothers. The army naturally became me. Another concern in my heart. Go out to explore the world, work hard for life, become a wanderer, and miss your hometown even more. This complex turned into lines of poems and sentences, scattered in my heart, and over time I wanted to string them together. This text is my third hometown complex. Because in the world of words, you can communicate selflessly, talk happily, and absorb the nutrients of literature. From the beginning of the Internet to the occasional publication of my writings in newspapers, it was all thanks to my mentors and helpful friends in my hometown. They spared no effort to support my students, introduced me to the Texas Writers Association, and slowly led me to a literary paradise. I am fortunate to have the care and help of Chairman Li Baokun of Qingyun Writers Association, Director of Qingyun Essayist Liu Yuexin, and Director of Qingyun Writer Liu Changxin, and I have benefited from their characters and works. I took their love for their hometown as an example and learned their writing style with strong nostalgia, so that I can truly feel that "my hometown is a generous teacher, my hometown is a kind mother, and my hometown is an affectionate land." And I am just a grass bathing in the spring breeze in my hometown, living happily in my hometown. What is the hometown complex? 3 Where the heart is, it is hometown. The so-called hometown complex is where there are people or things you care about and care about, rather than a specific city.

A person may live in multiple places in his life. Especially with the integration of economic globalization, the whole world has become a "global village", but deep down in his heart, the only place worth caring about and lasting is his hometown - the place where he once grew up and lived. This is a place where people will always dream about, especially as they grow older and the years go by, people miss their hometown more and more, and even miss it so much that they can't sleep at night. "Birds fly back to their hometown, and foxes always miss their hometowns when they die." Even birds and foxes miss their hometowns, let alone people! Hometown is the small river in front of the house. When I was a child, I played in the water and fished with my friends naked. Hometown is the small woods behind the house, where I climbed barefoot on the trees to roll elm coins. Hometown is the endless fields where I jumped around looking for bird's nests. , catching butterflies; hometown is the shepherd boy's piccolo on the back of the cow, ringing loudly all day long; hometown is the kite made by the clumsy father, swinging in the sky; hometown is the muddy playground, with a group of children rolling in the mud; hometown is The round iron ring is rolled around by us naughty boys; the hometown is the rubber band, stepped on by you lively girls; the hometown is the drizzle in spring, the wild grass growing in summer, it is The yellow leaves on the ground in autumn are the tall snowmen piled up in winter; hometown is my father’s scolding and mother’s sobs, my hometown is the stories of the past told by my kind grandmother, my hometown is the blushing among my friends... my hometown is my adulthood. I recall a story that could never be finished in days and nights, a TV series that never ends. Our hometown is that "ghost place" that we often complained and cursed when we were young, but it is a holy place that we will always maintain and be proud of in front of people from other villages. Yes, who has never complained about the poverty, ignorance, and backwardness of his hometown? When he was a child, his biggest dream was to leave his hometown, so that the dream finally came true, and he never looked back when he left. It was so decisive. "Young people have great ambitions and never worry." After wandering outside for a long time, the image of hometown will gradually appear in the eyes, and the longing for the hometown will grow wantonly in the heart like weeds. I eagerly wanted to go back and have a look, throw myself into my mother's arms, lie down on the ground and listen to the heartbeat of my hometown. So "when a young boy leaves home and his eldest son returns home", although "the local pronunciation has not changed" but "the hair on the temples has faded", when you really get close to your hometown, "you are even more timid when you are close to your hometown and dare not ask people who are coming". Even if you ask, "children can't meet each other". "We meet each other, and ask with a smile where the guest is from." It would be a blessing in the world to meet a junior from your hometown; I'm afraid that the old locust tree at the head of the village has long since disappeared, and the rhubarb that always shakes its head and tail at you Dogs no longer understand human affairs. Some people say that what we can’t go to is called a distant place, and what we can’t go back to is called hometown. Yes, hometown is a place that we can no longer find or go back to. “The ruins of our motherland are still there, and we can think about old times when we come here. Once people change, thousands of years will be empty.” Flow. The sound of the dream is late, and the trees in Jingmen are in autumn colors. The clouds linger, and I feel homesick in the distance. "It is true that most of our hometowns have long since ceased to exist. The ruins behind the old houses have been demolished. Instead, you can no longer find your childhood sweetheart and childhood sweetheart. The broken clock in the elementary school, apart from reminding you to study and rest, has never become a cultural relic or antique. At this time, you will understand that "the moon is the brightness of your hometown" and the food is your mother's good food. Unfortunately, these can only be regrets. Nowadays, everyone lives in a forest of cement and steel bars, but they don’t hear the singing of birds, so there is no “more secluded mountains” and “more tranquil forests”. We know that there is someone living across the street, but it is just a nod of acquaintance, and each other will never be able to enter their respective inner worlds. It’s hard to leave the homeland. What we say goodbye to is the old house, and what is separated is the deep love. Human beings are a part of nature and a part of the earth. Only by stepping on the earth can we feel at ease. Only with "grounded" feet can our souls not be empty. Leaving your homeland is actually letting your soul become a lonely ghost, wandering around without a destination. Therefore, when people mention their hometown, every pore in their body will be clear, and tears will often fill their eyes, "The road to the east of my hometown is so long that my sleeves will never dry up with tears." Nowadays, many people have lost their "physical" hometown. Hometown has long become a symbol, but no matter how far you go, you will always have a hometown complex. Hometown has long been deeply embedded in everyone's bone marrow. "Where is hometown, forget it." "You can't get drunk unless you're drunk." No, I get even more homesick after being drunk.