The mottled brick walls, the stone steps covered in moss, the always bustling small shop on the way home from school, my hometown in memory is like a faded old photograph, warm yet blurry. Back then, I always wanted to escape, but now I often return to that land in my dreams. The winds of the four seasons blow across the rice fields, the cicadas chirp along with the sound of the stream, even troubles feel simple and transparent. I finally understand that hometown is the softest scar in my heart, untouchable, unforgettable. #币安Alpha上新 #特朗普马斯克分歧 #币安HODLer空投HYPER