Nostalgia is the noblest pain, this is a famous saying of the German classical thinker Herder. When I saw it that day, it suddenly touched me. I seemed to understand it, but at the same time I seemed confused.

Writing this topic, my thoughts became a little messy.

I left my hometown and lived in Shanghai for more than ten years, but my local accent has not changed and my nostalgia remains.

My hometown is in the far northeast. The mountains and rivers there have nourished me, and the humanities there have nurtured me. My body is full of the temperament of my hometown, and my emotions have a strong hometown complex.

That is my root, and there is my dream home.

I have traveled all over the north, south, west and east, and visited many famous cities. When I think about it quietly, I still love my hometown the most.

The Nenjiang River is the mother river of my hometown. I grew up by the river. The Nenjiang River contains the happiness of my childhood, which is the happiness nourished by the mountains and rivers of my hometown. On a summer night, as the sun set, we played in the crystal clear river and wandered in the waves of the setting sun. Countless people gathered by the river, setting up tents and setting up barbecue stoves, and the air was filled with barbecue. the taste. This is the unique flavor of my hometown.

There is also the sweetness of cantaloupe in summer, the mellowness of oil beans, the fragrant glutinousness of corn... and all the flavors in that land are so tempting now.

In winter, thousands of miles of ice cover and thousands of miles of snow drifting, it’s like a northern scenery. Among the people skating by the Labor Lake, children hold candied haws in their hands and bite off the sweet and sour candied haws one by one while skating. This is also the taste of hometown.

In the weather of more than 20 degrees below zero, eating ice cream and lingering in the crystal clear world of ice and snow is so comfortable and unforgettable.

Zhalong, the hometown of red-crowned cranes, has endless swamps. In summer, the sky is intoxicatingly blue and the water is crystal clear. When the red-crowned crane takes flight, it hovers freely in the sky, waving its beautiful wings. The red mark on its head flies in the air, like a red cloud flying by, which is so beautiful that it makes people feel enchanted. This is the scenery of my hometown.

My alma mater, Experimental Middle School, is a century-old school with a rich reputation for humanities and culture. Spring is coming, the lilac flowers on campus are blooming, and the fragrance permeates the entire campus. Lilacs accompany the fragrance of books, and our youth goes from here to all over the world. This is a gift from my hometown.

Childhood playmates and youth’s confidants all stayed in their hometown. How are you doing, Yinger, who has been with me since junior high school? Do you still remember when you queued up to buy tickets for me when I went to Changchun? Qiu'er, whom you met when you were a freshman in high school, do you still remember the first vacation of the college year? We each experienced a semester of college life, and we talked all night long after meeting? Remember our trip to the military horse farm? That was the furthest I've ever cycled in my life. You remember all the stories that happened during those two days. The ignorance of youth and the sprouting of love were exposed a lot during the ride. This is a story that happened in my hometown.

After leaving that land, longing filled the whole body. I know, this is nostalgia.

How is nostalgia generated? Lenin once defined "patriotism" and said, "Patriotism is an extremely deep feeling formed due to the isolation of each other's motherland for thousands of years." This can also be used to define homesickness. Although it is a bit narrow, it can Explain the problem. Nostalgia is also an extremely deep feeling for the hometown and land caused by isolation from each other.

Mencius said: "When Confucius left Lu, he said, 'It is the way to go to the country of my parents.' Go to Qi, follow Xi, and go to other countries." ("Mencius") ·With all my heart”)

Confucius’s homeland is the State of Lu, which is the country of his parents. He traveled around for fourteen years, always thinking about his parents’ country of Lu, and finally experienced all kinds of hardships. After many hardships, he returned to the State of Lu and returned to his roots.

I have a little niece who went to Singapore to study alone. At first she was crazy about home for no reason. When I asked her what she was thinking about, she said she didn’t know. She even thought about a pebble by the West Hong Bridge. I think this kid illustrates nostalgia very well.

I once stood at the Oriental Pearl Tower more than 400 meters high in the sky and looked in the direction of my hometown. The poem that came to my mind was "I know from a distance that my brothers have climbed to the heights, and there is only one less person planted with dogwood trees." I miss my friends. , How are you guys? You didn’t forget me during the party, right?

So I understood what it means to "Huma follows the north wind, and crosses the bird's nest to the south branches." What it means to "sing during the day, you must indulge in wine, and youth is a companion to return home." What it means to "look up at the bright moon, bow your head and think Hometown."

I saw a picture of the scenery of Longsha Park not long ago, which also aroused my homesickness. I know this emotion runs deep. This is nostalgia.

Parting brings nostalgia, but returning can relieve it. I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown. Being close to home, homesickness is still homesickness. High-speed trains and airplanes can bring travelers thousands of miles back to their hometowns. The Internet can make distance no longer a problem, but homesickness still cannot go away. This is the pain of homesickness.

The nostalgia poem by Mr. Guangzhong is the one that best expresses this emotion.

I am by the Pujiang River and miss my hometown all the time.