MY HOMETOWN I was born in a small village with a large area of ​​arable land and many small hills. The doorway to my house is facing a small lake. Every afternoon, under the golden sunlight, the lake is shining brightly.There is a well in my house where there are several squid in the water. Even if there is tap water at home, people in the village are still accustomed to washing clothes with well water.I have been living there for eight years.When I was eight years old ,my parents took me to a moden city where they worked there. Since that year, I rarely go back. Now, my memory of it has begun to blur. Past life is like a piece of paper, no thickness, very light and light, like a dream.