Home is where the heart belongs.

I have always felt that human instinct is a very mysterious thing.

Just like when you are new here and haven't opened your eyes, you will instinctively know how to suck your mother's milk, you will suddenly grin at a certain moment, and you will call out your first father or mother when babbling. ...

I think this may be nature, just like our nature will like beautiful things, be close to people with the same frequency, be obsessed with the past, shed tears, be moved, like the light, and suddenly want to go home in the dark. ...

Maybe something called "belonging" is pulling in the dark.

Just like the stars always belong to the night, the sun belongs to the day, you belong to the person you love, and every heart belongs to home.

I remember going to my relatives' house when I was a child, and I was very happy during the day. I think I can watch TV and play freely, without constraints. I don't have to help my mother. That feeling is great.

But when night fell, I felt terrible. Looking at the dark night, I suddenly felt a sense of desolation and insecurity, which made me lose interest in what I played and did. I just want to go home. No one can stop me.

At that time, I suddenly understood that home is magical, a place that you will remember no matter where you are, and your heart will be drawn by it and you will involuntarily belong.

2.

I remember that every time I travel, I want to see a different world, experience life in a distant place, or temporarily escape from the same home, take my luggage and go to a distant place with great longing for joy.

When I first went, the sky and the sea were strange and mysterious, and I was curious about every inch of land, every tree, every house and every passerby in the distance.

But one day when I was walking, I found that the scenery was in a hurry, and my mood was not as pleasant and interesting as before, and I no longer had heartache.

On the contrary, I think the food in my hometown is delicious, the people in my hometown are kind, and the hotel is the warmest room in my home.

At this time, you can't wait to go home.

As the saying goes, it is better to get up at home. ...

I think this is the original attachment that we can't say in our bones, the softness and cherish that we can't say.

3.

I once read in a book that there is a penguin park on Phillip Island in Australia. Every year, a large number of tourists come to the island to watch chicks return to their nests.

It is said that penguins there are cute and love their families.

Leave home to go fishing every morning, and go ashore and go home on time at around 7 pm, every day.

During the incubation period, if the mother penguin hatches eggs at home, the father penguin will bring back the caught small fish for her to eat when he returns to the nest at night.

Penguins there are also called "homesick" animals in the world.

Swallows also miss their nests. Every year when they come back, they go to the family that built their nest last year to see if their home is still good, peck mud and grass for them, and have children again and again.

Ants have caves, bees want to go home, dogs keep vigil and stars sleep. ...

I realized that all hearts are similar, and animals and humans belong to each other.

4.

A few friends around me are doing business abroad. Every holiday, they will send some blessings and greetings, and by the way, talk about their own thoughts.

Maybe it comes down to homesickness.

Therefore, a few words with old friends is the right to soothe the heart of missing.

I often say that they "miss their relatives twice during the festive season".

They said: Yes, people are in foreign countries and their roots are at home. I think that's where I belong.

Think of Nalan Xingde's Sauvignon Blanc-a mountain and a city;

This sense of belonging is Qianshan's yearning for home, which is irresistible to the vast ocean.

In recent years, because of my work, I have traveled a lot and traveled far away. I am busy with meetings, discussions and other things, but I am very lonely inside. This kind of loneliness is not unaccompanied, but I am lonely with my heart.

Jacky has a song. I miss you not because I am lonely, but because I miss you.

That's probably how I felt then.

Whether it is an important position, rich as an enemy, or ordinary and simple; There is no indifference or warmth; No matter where you will be, I know there will be a moment when you will be soft, obsessed and suddenly homesick. It must be like this.

5.

When I go home at night, there is always a light on in the dark. Every time I look up and see the orange light from the window, I feel more cordial.

I know someone is waiting for me, someone knows I'm afraid of the dark, and someone knows to turn on the light and hope I can come back. ...

No matter where I am, no matter how late it is, I can step into that hut with peace of mind. From the moment I took off my shoes and put down my bag and listened to the snoring of the sleeping person, there was no more real and beautiful place than here.

You will be practical, carefree, tired and carefree, and sleep soundly.

Whether you are a student studying abroad, an entrepreneur struggling abroad, a friend living in a foreign land, or you who are far away from the ocean and Qian Shan, or you are close at hand?

There is always a horizon, which is my inner yearning. I will go home today. ...