"My Hometown" theme work collection event excellent works | Yang Zishuo: a journey of swinging

Editor's note: In the collection of theme works of "My Hometown", many students contributed to their hometown stories. Those fusion of their hometown, the flashing fragments of those memories are all moving. From now on, the college public account will be published in the selection of some outstanding works.

Author of this issue: Yang Zishuo, a graduate student of the 2022 Master of Journalism and Communication of Peking University

Everyone appears from a certain place, and then finds an unknown destination. Life is a journey between leaving and returning.

Resident

My hometown has always had a sense of alienation.

For example, I can't speak dialects in my hometown. As Shanxi people, they do not like to eat pasta, and even the memory of my hometown attractions must be traced back to the age of three. Maybe the only connection is to drink vinegar.

No one said that local residents must know more about the land they live in, and I am the very little indigenous people. Even my cognition of my hometown started from leaving my hometown.

When I was in college, I was studying in the Sichuan -Chongqing area. When I entered the school on the first day, when I organized the dormitory, when I heard my hometown call call to my mother, the first time I had a deeper feeling of the existence of dialects. I don't understand what they are talking about, and I also envy their minds at the same time. This barrier limited to each other's words, blocking the bystanders outside, building a private space for language.

The original awareness of the belonging of my hometown was actually felt in a foreign country.

It seems that yearning for the distance is the normal state of all young people, and the outside world is always more attractive than place. When the college entrance examination was volunteer, it excluded all the cities in the north and went alone to take the train for more than 30 hours.

Therefore, the childhood memory of life in my hometown is based on leaving my hometown as a dream.

House under dusk

When I was a kid, I read a story, telling that a little boy saw a beautiful house on the opposite hillside when he was playing at the door at dusk, which shone in the sunset. The little boy thought about the house, and later found that the house appeared only at dusk. Can't hold back the curiosity, a afternoon little boy rode a bicycle to the hillside to find the house while the adult was not at home. But disappointed was that he found that the house was just an abandoned dilapidated house, but it was only shining under the lining of the sun.

The yearning for the distance may not be occupied by novelty every day as expected, and it derives the fun. When I accidentally ate a grain of peppercorns in a salty rice dumplings, when I saw a dozen clouds and rainy weather forecasts connected together, I started to think home. During the time when I went home in college, I started to eat pasta, and I also analyzed the disparity of the knife -cutting noodles and the small noodles of Chongqing, and I knew how extravagant sun days here were.

The wet and cold in the south caused me to be seriously dissatisfied with soil and water. Later, it took a long time to return to the north in a reasonable name, just to find the solar terms of summer and autumn, the snowy snow in winter, and the replacement of the air conditioner instead of the replacement of the air conditioner. Heating. Just like the little boy looking for a house under dusk, what I chased was also a dream of a distance.

In the process of looking for a distance, I found that my hometown has never left. It still internalizes a certain part of the body. It has become an ideal benchmark, which is similar to it. Once I happened to meet typhoons in Shanghai, those billboards that were blown out by the wind and tingling and ping -pong randomly collided were obviously violent landscapes, but gave me an unexpected familiarity and warmth. It was like my hometown cause. Located on the Loess Plateau, which is often surrounded by glory, it gives people a sense of smoothness.

Perhaps, some departure is to come back better.

Landing

Once I watched my brother playing the "Eating Chicken" game, I felt quite interesting. Each player presses the "Start" button and will be randomly assigned to land in one place, and then the part behind the game needs to be desperately running from the safe area of ​​the system to avoid danger. For those players who landed near the safety zone from the beginning, the chance of winning the game will be greatly improved.

In real life, why not this hometown is not this "landing corner" that was randomly assigned by fate. The "safe zone" may be understood as a metropolitan city. Essence

Deliberately emphasizing the level of land, it seems that human standards are imposed on nature. But this seems to be irreparable, and the flow of society represents a choice for people. There will always be some land and corners more popular, due to various reasons for medical resources, education and employment opportunities.

Xiang Biao mentioned in the book "Taking yourself as a method" that the tradition of ancient "to return to the country" tradition realized the cycle between cities and the countryside, and one of the symbols of Chinese modernity was that this cycle was broken. The division of the center and the edge is becoming more and more obvious. Everyone is squeezing to the center to bring a kind of distortion. These discussions refer to real issues involving the following.

Later, I also went to work in the metropolitan city for a period of time. The stacked viaducts, the towering skyscrapers, the canned subway, the people and the traffic flow of the Sichuan flow, like a labyrinth that never exported. Inside, reluctant to leave. It doesn't seem to be like the so -called "security zone" in the game.

Instead, when I missed my hometown, the place where the first landing landed was a sense of belonging and a sense of security. "Go to a place where everyone knows your name"

I have heard a ballad called "Where Everybody Knows Your name". At that time, I felt a beautiful mood, and it was completely running counter to the modern stranger society. And if there is a place where everyone knows your name in the world, it can only be a hometown. Bowman once said that the encounter between strangers has no past, and most of them have no future. But if you go to a place, everyone knows your past, and all the encounters are no longer meeting Pingshui.

During the time without life, I went back to my hometown for a long time, while preparing for the test and dispersing my heart. When you are okay, you will walk through the streets you have walked through, relive yourself in different stages of life, and find a continuous existence.

During that time in life, my hometown was the most healed, and there was no place to collect themselves without any cause. During that time, I noticed where my hometown has always existed but often ignored. For example, street lights are the shape of Kong Ming lanterns. Every time it is on, it seems to be praying. It seems that every return is waiting to be valued. The name of the street is also full of meaning. The main road in front of my house is "Weidu Avenue".

But "a place where everyone knows your name" sometimes increases pressure, such as external criticism under the strong relationship network. I have seen some interviews with the meager salary of the young people who have to live in the north to Guangguang. Some responses said that at least the space for them to choose a lifestyle, such as marriage and buying a house.

The kind of seeing, known in my hometown is healing and tenderness, also restraint and stress.

How do you think

When watching Dunhuang documentary, there was a deep impression on me. At that time, Huo Qubing's illness was sued, and Emperor Hanwu had to give him a house. He said, "Why do you think of the Huns?" When he heard this sentence, there was a feeling of bloody feeling.

Everyone is pushed to where they do not know what they do n’t know. Those thrusts may be a dream, a person who cares about, or the natural arrival. It may also be scattered everywhere like Huo Qubing, who is fighting all year round, and is always in uncertainty and unknown. Sometimes I feel that I have inherited the ancestor of my nomadic nation, and the expectations for the distance and the future have never been completely eliminated. I always hope that life is on the road.

I prefer this feeling of swinging between leaving and returning.

Some people say that everyone has two hometown in their lives, one is where they are born, and the other is the place where they are pursuing later, where they can get the same feeling at first sight. In the final analysis, the relationship between man and land is the relationship between people, and we are looking for that sense of belonging throughout our lives.

Xia Doblion wrote in the "Italian Journey": "Everyone is dragging a world, and the world that he has seen and loved by what he has seen and loved He still kept back to the world he dragged on him in the world of travel and life. "

Perhaps one day in the future, all the travelers will find a place where the grass is flourishing and settle down.

It may be a hometown, maybe not. But in any case, you can find the shadow of your hometown in it.

Text, pictures | Yang Zishuo

Edit | Wu Feng Xiaojing

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