How far is the road ahead? Poetry appreciation

Curly ears

-National Wind &; Nan Zhou

Picked and picked, half a day less than a small basket.

I miss my lover, and the food basket was abandoned on the road.

When climbing the high Rocky Mountain, the horse's feet were down.

Let's pour a golden pot of wine first to comfort me.

Climbing up the high mountain ridge, the horse's legs are already soft and confused.

Fill my glass and keep me away from my inner sadness.

What a pity! What a pity!

I am a servant, so why bother?

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Friends, children who leave home are always lonely, but children with families are always happier, so please remember that children who leave home are warmer.

Friend, when you walk alone on the thorny road of life, please remember that someone is thinking of you. So friends, no matter where you are, please remember to take care of yourself.

Friend, please take care when you are alone.

At that time, thoughts were far away, letters were slow, and flying pigeons circled in the sky, looking for their way home. At that time, I still missed you, and the circuit was quickly connected, but I couldn't touch your warmth through the screen.

After thousands of years, I still miss you as I did then. Although I can always contact you, I can't always support and take care of each other, so please take care of yourself when I am alone.

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I still remember that waiting for Matthew was slow at that time. Before the ice and snow thawed in early spring, my husband went out to exchange goods and left his wife at home to take care of his elderly parents and young children.

Closed mountain road, few pedestrians, tired people, on the road day and night, just to catch up with the distant urban area on time, you can change some home takeout, and then you can go home to see your wife and children.

In March, everything revived, dead branches sprouted green shoots, flower bones took a breath of spring from the ground, and curly ears sprouted sharp buds.

At home, my wife is looking for curly ears in the wild mountains with a basket to cook a decent meal for the old snacks at home. My wife has been looking for curly ears from one side of the mountain until she finds the other side. Maybe her idea is disturbing. I can't find many curly ears this year. The wife's eyes are rarely looking for the spring in the mountains and plains, but they have been looking at the direction in which her husband left.

Without picking too many buds, I walked to the roadside far from my ears. The wife put the basket beside the avenue and walked along the avenue to the top of a hillside, looking at the long road in the distance, eager to see her husband's car door come back.

My wife watched it for too long, but before she could react, it was already late in the morning, and in some places, there was smoke curling up to remind her that it was time to go home. There are parents and children waiting for dinner at home.

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Life is the hardest, two of a kind. Two hearts are connected. Because it is difficult, I long for it, so I cherish it.

At that time, my husband was still rushing to the downtown area in 2008, and my husband who was traveling alone also missed everything at home.

Climbing mountains and mountains, one journey after another, getting farther and farther away from home. The horse climbing the mountain and pulling the goods should have not stopped to eat the green buds on the roadside for a long time, and its legs and feet have become weak. He paused on this high mountain, took out his golden jar, filled his hometown with wine, looked at the direction of his hometown, drank the wine into his stomach, and missed him more. When he drank wine, he was more worried. The man put down all his thoughts and went on his way.

After a few days of rushing forward and crossing a high mountain, the figure of the horse lost some weight. The rolling mountains blocked the family's face, and the family's face became clearer and clearer in the fermentation of missing. The road is difficult. The golden cup was replaced by a grain of grass, and now I miss it in my bones. Only the wine in my hometown can soothe my missing heart. When I fill a glass of wine from my hometown, it still tastes the same. Only when someone else is already in a foreign land and the wine is sad can he make himself less sad.

I don't know how far the road ahead is, how long it will take to reach my destination, and what changes have taken place in the downtown area this year? Only when I have been to downtown last year can I know the way of the future, and my body and mind are exhausted. When a person reaches a rocky place and climbs the highest stone, he can't see his hometown.

I didn't know which direction I was going home from the letter sent back by my day care friend the other day. After drinking the wine in my hometown, my thoughts are more profound. Are the horses and servants in their hometown also missing their families, so they are all pale and thin?

If you don't go home, how will this yearning end?

If you can't see your family, how can this sadness dissipate?

However, if you haven't come home yet, you should take good care of yourself. Otherwise, if your family feels it, you should be sad.

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Home, home, home is synonymous with warmth, and home is the terminator of missing.

If you have a home, please take good care of yourself; If you don't have a home at the moment, please take good care of yourself, because I believe you will have your own home one day.

Someone must be thinking about you in the distance. Wish you good health.