Now I am in Beijing,but I really want to go back.I miss my mother and father and hotpot,I miss all the stepladder in my city,I want to go back to lay down on my bed,looking out of the window,there are always tall buildings overspreading the sky,listening the carrying men laughing at something,and then I felt asleep,I will have a deep,sweet dream.It’s all my best wishes about a place called"hometown".