Homesickness is a small kite.
I'm at this end
The dream is over there
When I grow up
Homesickness is a long letter.
I'm at this end
Relatives are over there
We'll talk about it later.
Homesickness is a cage layer by layer.
I am outside
Thoughts are in it.
But now
Homesickness is a heavy memory.
I'm at this end
When I was a child, friendship was a small seesaw. I was at this end and my other half was at that end.
When I grow up, friendship is a long telephone line. I'm here and my friends are there.
Later, friendship was a luxurious courtyard. I am outside, and my bosom friend is inside.
Now, friendship is a vague memory. I am here, and my childhood was there.
When I was young.
Childhood is a clean stream.
Happiness is among them.
Trouble is outside.
A little bigger.
Childhood is a curved Hongqiao.
Immature is in the back.
Be rational in front of you.
adult
Childhood is a sweet dream.
Simple in heart
A burden on the shoulder
old age
Childhood is a small photo.
Childlike heart is over there.
Living here.
When I was young,
Homesickness is a deep yearning,
I miss my hometown,
I miss everything in my hometown.
When I grow up, homesickness is a blank sheet of paper.
There's nothing on the paper,
Only my nostalgia for my hometown.
Later,
Homesickness is a thick book,
My memory stayed in the book,
Memories are memories of childhood.
Now, homesickness is my nostalgia for my childhood.
I don't need it anymore,
Because, I grew up.