In my life time, I have lived for a relatively long time in 3 different places, and have spent the longest time in the present city. But when we tell others we'll go home for the Spring Festival, the home in my mind is still the countryside I have once lived for nearly 14 years. My parents live with us in this city for many years too, but we still go home each Spring Festival. Is that a habit? I don't know. Maybe. I have been away from my hometown for more than 20 years. Many things have changed greatly. I can't remember the names of the familar faces and can't recognize the youngsters born in the recent two decades.  Even the stream bypassing the house has changed its course. Only the mountain and the fields are still there and have the similar appearance. Each time, I'll go around the mountain and fields to have a look at the trees and the vegetables. It reminds me of my carefree childhood and the simple life then. They are so far away from me now. Is it because my youth has passed away? Go home! Walk around the familiar places, see the familiar or strange faces, recall the past happy days, renew and save some beautiful memories for the future.