In 1687, there was a doctor named John Nashuffel in Switzerland who wrote an article about a college student suffering from a strange disease. The college student was desperately ill because he was very homesick. The doctor gave him a lot of medicine, but it didn't work, so he had to go home to recuperate. Unexpectedly, the plan of just going home inspired him a lot; On his way home, he recovered completely!
Nostalgia is a disease, rooted in your memory, your memory of home.
The understanding of your hometown can only begin when you go out of your hometown and see another place.
People leave their hometown, either because they yearn for a different place, or because they want to work hard to get rid of poverty. But when you try every means to land in a different place, homesickness arises spontaneously.
In my memory, villagers sat under the broad hutongs in my hometown and the big trees that covered the sky. The sky is green, which is the effect of the shade of the big trees.
At night in my hometown, the sky was blue and black, and the stars were big and bright, shining like diamonds. When you fall asleep gently, the grass and insects chirp outside the window. Although there are thousands of insect singers singing in your dream, that is the most quiet moment in the day and night.
What makes us deeply disappointed is that nowadays, under the urban light pollution, we don't have the heart to see the stars and the moon. When you look through old photos, you can always recall some old events. However, with the birth of the genius design of embedding cameras into mobile phones, there are no old yellow and faded photos anymore. People are busy taking and deleting them.
Returning home is the best way to cure homesickness. Therefore, many Chinese people are always desperate to go home for the Spring Festival, just like migratory birds.
But the city you are staying in is changing dramatically, and your distant hometown is also changing dramatically. However, compared with the rapid changes in cities, China's rural areas are becoming less and less like the old ones. Every time I see the stereotyped houses built with red bricks and prefabricated slabs in the countryside, I feel uncomfortable. Today's rural architecture is more impersonal than urban architecture. It can't be blamed on farmers because they can only buy such building materials, and they can't afford designers. Even the rich people in the village just built the gatehouse higher and pasted the tiles more brightly.
The big trees, small rivers, old houses and ponds that carry your childhood memories and you dream of in a foreign land have disappeared. When you are full of fatigue, tears in your eyes, homesickness, and hope that the wind and clouds of your hometown can heal your wounds, you suddenly feel like you have come to a strange place, and your hometown has become another foreign place
Indeed, there are many things that only exist in memory. Sometimes we can't go back to the original memory at all, because we can't rebuild the original scene, and nostalgia gives color to your memory, making it more ethereal, illusory and melancholy.