I was homesick when I was a freshman. I think a large part of the reason is military training. We have just finished the college entrance examination and have completely adapted to the pampered life at home. Leave my hometown and come to such a painful military training. My mental endurance and physical aspects have been greatly tested. Suddenly, a grievance welled up in my heart. Why should I suffer this?
I vaguely remember that we were in military training that day, and it suddenly began to rain, but the instructor didn't let us go in to hide from the rain, but let us stand in the rain and sing the songs of the soldiers. "Hey, soldiers, what's the difference?" . . "I didn't think there was anything special about this song at ordinary times, but at that time I felt very tearful, and tears could not help but burst into my eyes, mixed with rain. Grievances and homesickness are intertwined and turned into tears.
After the military training, everything was on the right track, and I gradually became familiar with the campus, the surrounding environment and people, and I gradually became less homesick. I have a good time with my roommates every day, and my study and life are well arranged. I made a phone call from the day before to the next week, and finally forgot to call home.
Later, I was surprised by the feeling of going home on holiday, because I found that my home had become strange when I got home. I went back to my room and looked at everything I was familiar with before, but today I feel strange. That feeling is very special.
Time seems to dilute everything real, including our feelings for home.