When I was a child, homesickness was a small stamp;
I'm here and my mother is there.
When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket;
I'm here and the bride is there.
Later, homesickness was a temporary grave;
I'm outside and my mother is inside.
Now, homesickness is a shallow strait;
I am here and the mainland is there.
Second, the author Wang Guozhen? Modern dynasty
I thought I could forget your beautiful eyes on this long trip.
Can cut off feelings.
And the autumn wind is the sadness that can't be blown away.
Who would have thought that, in the end.
Mountains and rivers remain the same, so does love.
Your figure is just in front and behind.
Third, Hu Shi, the author of Dreams and Poetry? Modern dynasty
Are ordinary experiences, are ordinary images; Accidentally into my dream, how many novel tricks change!
Are common feelings, common words;
How many novel poems have changed when I meet a poet by chance!
Fourthly, Bing Xin, the author of Mother, is a modern man.
Mom!
The wind and rain blew in the sky and the birds hid in the nest.
The storm in my heart is coming, so I can only hide in your arms.
Five, the author of "Paper Boat" Bing Xin Dynasty Modern
I never throw away a piece of paper. I kept it.-keep it.
Fold it into a boat and throw it into the sea.
Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck to the bow.
I am still not discouraged. I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go.
Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.
This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wanshui Qian Shan begged it to bring her love and sadness home.