Acording to the plan, it is near the time to go back to hometown. At the end of March after we have spent the festibal in this city. All the furniture would be moved back to the hometown which is 3000 miles away from this city. That would cross a long distance. And that would also cost a long time and a lot of money.But I am happy with it just because it is the time to go back home. Even though the future can not be seen clearly. 

There is not people is impressed in the memory of the childhood. But there is a strong feeling for the mind inside me to make me want to go back to the hometown. I have been there for several times in the last few years. While walking on the streets in the hometown. The feeling is different. After getting back there, I should walk along the old streets I used to walk. I would pay a visit to the old school I used to study. The memory is marked in my brain. It is not that easy to forget. 

There is no people to miss in that place. The people there leave me a bad impression. They are greedy and they wish to gain as much money as they want. They even do not know how to handle with the relationship. People are getting bad. But I miss the place I used to live.