So that constant desire and yearning stays, and you can only wish. That nostalgia can stay like a rumination within you. Every day, that familiar nostalgia for your hometown pulses like a heartbeat, reminding you of your desire to go back.

I was born and raised in a small village which is located in Jiangxi province, the southeast China.
There were only about 100 households in the village and the land was very open. We were living very comfortably and every household had their own yard and garden. Moreover, we had our own land to grow rice which was the main source of people’s income back then. Yeah. In other words, we were peasants or farmers. We were doing the hardest and dirtiest work for a living. Thankfully, as technology evolved, most manual works has been replaced by machines and now people’s life has become so much easier. I am so proud to see the progress my hometown has been made.

The atmosphere in our village was very friendly and communicative. We were just like a big family. We helped each other whenever needed. As a child, you could go anybody’s home to play since their doors were always open and welcoming. Those times were childhood memories I still cherish to this day.
I am now living in a city for work. I go back to my hometown during spring festival every year to reunite with my relatives and childhood friends. That’s the reason why spring festival is my favorite holiday.