Working away from home - please don't travel far with injuries

Whenever asked: "Where are you from?" I started to feel homesick, thinking about the home I was looking forward to... I escaped from Taipei City, which many people call Tianlong Kingdom. I rebelliously did not want to be called "Tianlongren". A derogatory term with a sarcastic connotation.

The unrealistic expectation of home once again projected onto my imagination of a foreign land. If someone asks me, "What are your ambitions for work"? I will reply to him without hesitation: "I hope to make use of what I have learned and contribute to the society." I don't know how many years the real answer has been worn away by my own edges and corners and the society. Now I just want to live a good life and feel precious Love.

Talking about leaving my hometown always feels a little sad, in fact, for me, it's as mixed as the life I've been through so far. If the hometown is a bondage, then there is no real escape from the hometown. If the wound in my heart is not healed, it is the same wandering wherever I go .

It has been more than two years since I settled in Taoyuan, where I have the memory of work, the footprints of love, and my aging and mature face, if no one asks: "Why did you leave home to work?" I probably rarely think of this place that I love now, but it lacks the taste of childhood.

What is childhood like? It's better to imagine that there are amusement parks and colorful bubbles. My childhood has a little gray color. No matter how I walked through the story with tears, I always want to look back and read it again. My hometown is that place, and I will understand when I leave. Going far may not be able to truly escape the shadow, but have the opportunity to see the mental state of the wonton under the shadow.

When I left home, I started to miss home, but I never thought about it when I was at home. There is a saying: "Golden den, silver den are not as good as your own dog's kennel." My hometown is not entirely full of beautiful memories, but when I grow up, it seems But it has become a landscape . I call the place where you can stay safe and shelter from the wind and rain. More abstractly, the place where you love your family is home.

When others look at your hometown, it seems that they can always tell many good things about it, but when you look at your hometown, you always spit out a few imperfections with sincerity, but even so, you often think about returning home. But it has already revealed that I have a soft spot for my hometown. To really fall in love with a person is probably to understand his shortcomings but still love them deeply. I really fell in love with my hometown, and I only understood that feeling when I left my hometown. I thought it was too late, so I cherished it even more.

"Is leaving home to work an excuse?" I asked myself how far would I want to escape with my wounds? In fact, I think no matter where you decide to heal your wounds, people always have to go home one day.