Nowhere to find, but everywhere.
Homesickness is the bright moon in the pond,
Out of reach, but fascinating.
Missing is a running river that never dries up and never stops; Miss is a fluttering willow, rippling with the wind; Missing is a blazing fire that illuminates people's hearts.
Missing is a series of mobile phone messages, mixed with my concern and nostalgia for my parents.
After leaving home, homesickness is a long river, bringing my feelings to that distant hometown; After leaving home, my thoughts are bunches of dandelions, spreading my love with the wind.
After leaving, homesickness is a sea that gathers rivers and never dries up; After parting, homesickness is a cloudless sky in Wan Li, boundless; When I get old, homesickness is a letter without stamps, buried in my heart.
After leaving home, homesickness is a cup of strong coffee, mellow but bitter; After leaving home, homesickness is a beautiful moonlight, pouring on my heart, cold and clear.
After leaving home, missing is a set of running gears, and my missing and my parents' concern are always closely attached; After leaving home, homesickness is an endless song. Count the parting and gently sing endless melancholy thoughts.