*At this time, I am thinking about my hometown*
Such an autumn
I am like a cane without inspiration
From Slowly drying up from top to bottom
The sky is getting higher and higher
It distances me from my parents
Far away from home
I am the piece of moss without a background
If my life must be twisted and twisted
The twists and turns of my past and present life
It is best not to talk about it
Just look at the Yellow River
Nine twists and turns
Just live this life
Over and over again
p>
I can’t sing the lonely smoke in the desert
I can’t play the ancient songs of the frontier fortress
What does the song Xintianyou mean?
I left my hometown with a dream< /p>
The dreams have been scattered over the years
Only this heart is still in my arms
At this time
I am thinking about my hometown
*Back to hometown*
The birds seem a little anxious
They are giving birth to children far away from home
Struggle One tea and one meal
Now I have to drag my children back home
How like me
Returning to my hometown from thousands of miles away with a few mouths on my back
p>
The old father is drying millet on the low house
He is as dark and thin as his own shadow
Autumn is blooming on the mother's plate
Just a mother
My originally strong arms became as thin as a wilted carrot
Holding my children to ask questions
The old lights are still shining in front of the old house The street lamps
The old New Year paintings still on the wall
It seems that there are still shadows of my childhood
This house after so many years
< p> Too much of me has been placed thereIn the infinitely magnified tolerance of my parents
I only recognize it as my hometown
The old spider crawling in the corner
p>Busy spinning silk all day long
Just weaving those strands of silk into a big net
More like the home that parents worked hard to weave< /p>
I spent my time there
The most touching things are behind me
The familiar smell in front of me
It is my mother’s vegetable garden< /p>
The sun is just right at this time
The heat and cold are moderate
The parents are by your side
Let’s eat
Take a closer look Chew the taste of hometown
*When we meet again*
When we meet again
The sky is high in my hometown
The clouds stop gently in Nanhu In my heart
How much like me
I am so excited
The most important thing is that they can still be accurate after many years Call out my name
Talk about the girl I used to be
Things about clumsy writing and dancing
Occasionally I will mention the old house
< p> Seminar on my worksThese people who taught me how to write poems and be a good person
Sitting around in early autumn
We greeted each other and then talked
I am more than calling out their names
The words left in the book many years ago
Elegant like them in front of me
The sun rises from my shoulders Climbing behind me
Slowly exited the room from under my feet
They have been talking to me for a long time
The love and laughter at that time
It hasn’t changed in so many years
Mr. Chen and his family are sitting together like fathers
More like the moon standing in front of the door
It warms everyone carefully Alone
The sky has darkened
The time is so unhurried
It is just right
This is just the way to arrange the days to come< /p>
The workman made the ground flat
It would be better to save the most ideal position for prayer
They will still be fine after many years