Tears blurred my eyes.
A yearning for going home.
Very strong
Like a heart that has been burning for a long time
See a village with different things.
A melancholy sigh.
Recall childhood and go out to study.
When I go home, I can see my hometown in the distance.
My heart will be warm.
Tired and forgotten.
Wind under one's feet
Chasing and running with classmates
Sweat grows wings
Go out to make a living when you grow up.
Most of my hometown can only stay in my heart.
Returning to China always gives birth to strangeness.
An indescribable cold
Soak the dust in your heart
Full of the spirit of gathering together.
One by one, the old people left.
Like a broken kite
There is no news about sb.
Their children
I'll be back.
Leave in a hurry again
My hometown is just like my childhood.
Those tempting kitchen fumes.
Like a floating cloud
The barking of a puppy
Bite my heart in waves.