A city that cannot be integrated into, a hometown that cannot be returned to.

 

We who are struggling in so-called big cities

What are we really doing this for?

 

 

Our generation is increasingly pursuing individuality.

But what lags behind our soaring thoughts is the slow progress of our hometown.

That's why we drift away from our hometowns and stay in big cities.

But more often, the real heartache is unspeakable.

A female friend is struggling alone in Beijing.

Her mother is particularly worried, afraid that she is having a hard time in Beijing. She comforts her mother every time, saying she is doing very well, living alone in a one-bedroom apartment.

In fact, her probation salary is only over 3000, just enough to rent a partitioned room in the suburbs.

In winter, without heating, she burns coal in her room to keep warm, convincing herself that although the room is small, it is cozy, and she is quite happy living there.

 

 

One weekend night, she went to bed early, but she forgot to open the window and got carbon monoxide poisoning.

Fortunately, her neighbor discovered it in time and dragged her out.

When she was groggy and breathing the smoggy air of Beijing, she felt incredibly lucky.

Fortunately, she was still alive.

The next day, her mother called her, saying that the weather forecast showed it was getting colder in Beijing, asking if she was cold.

She said, not at all, it’s warm here, she can wear short sleeves indoors.

She will never tell her mother about her carbon monoxide poisoning and how she almost died.

Because she can't imagine how worried her mother would be if she knew.

In life, many times, we feel quite heartbroken.

To escape a life that can be seen through at a glance.

 

 

Xiaoting's family is on a small island in the south. A few days ago, she returned to her hometown and was shocked to see her old best friend.
 
In her memory, her best friend was the girl who hummed little tunes every day, with eyes that were always bright.

She was afraid of being discovered by her parents, so she covered the inside of her wardrobe with posters of various singers. She always knew the latest songs, copying the lyrics word by word into her notebook, and could sit by the sea singing all day.

She once told Xiaoting that she had to go out and sing for more people.
 

But now, her best friend is married and has children.

She wants to talk to her best friend about 'The Debate Show', but her friend doesn't know about it and only wants to discuss baby formula.

She wants to talk about 'China Has Hip Hop', but her friend also doesn't know and only wants to talk about family disputes over 200 yuan.

She has long forgotten what she likes, trapped by the life in front of her, and the brilliance she once had has long disappeared.

Many people have already lived their whole lives when they are young.

We fear this kind of life, afraid to see ourselves at 80 years old at a glance, afraid that every tomorrow is just a repeat of today.

 

Hometown is that place,

where you don't have to worry about getting burned while drinking tea.

 

 

Since childhood, I have been spoiled by my father into the habit of loving tea. I couldn't afford good tea before, and every day after school, my father would brew a cup of jasmine tea in an enamel cup. When I got home, I would gulp it down, not tasting much, but feeling particularly quenched, gradually developing the habit of drinking tea.

Later, when I started working, during a phone call with my parents, my mother said that since I left, she rarely saw my father drinking tea at home, saying he felt too lonely. Although he didn't say it, he was actually missing me.

After hanging up, I brewed a cup of tea, watching the steam rising from the cup, regretting why I had to run so far away?

Not enough to eat or wear. The wind in the big city is so strong, and the answers are not floating in the wind, only my messy hair is blowing in the wind.

 

 

But gradually I understand,

I am hurrying along, my steps never stopping, not actually to go far,

but to go home.

The meaning of leaving is to return, carrying both hardships and glory.

Gaining long-lasting emptiness also brings fleeting meaning.

Fulfilling promises made and boasting about what has been said.

 

No one necessarily expects you to return in glory.

No one necessarily expects you to become a millionaire.

Actually, all you need is,

to be able to ask your mother about her health when you miss home,

to care if there is still tea in your father's cup,

that's enough.

Just in time for the 'Tea Lifan Tmall Flagship Store'.

Double 11 Global Carnival.

 

 

If you miss home very much, please don't show it.

Because they will miss you even more.

It’s better to send them a gift,

to tell them,

no matter where I strive, I still remember you.

 

 

Scan the QR code above or search for the store name on Tmall.

'Tea Lifan Flagship Store'.

Convey your longing for home.