Grandpa, who is in a foreign country, always thinks of a poem when he hears my China heart.

This peace of mind is my hometown.

Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk.

After the wild goose falls, people think about flowers before.

People gradually feel that the local accent is different, but they hate the sound of warblers singing old mountains.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.