First, home is the wing, and home is the wing to rely on.
With the help of its power
You can fly to the blue sky.
Home is a harbor for berthing.
It's been an arc since morning.
Let the late curtain return to the finish line
Start and end
All at the same point.
Home is a place to go.
A person will miss forever.
A place where I have loved snow, frost and rain all my life.
Another place where people fall in love with vegetables and rice noodles.
A place to cook by fire and live by heart and hands.
Second, the days when people looking for homes get together alone.
Come back safely on Christmas Eve.
Satisfy sb's appetite
Thinking of big blue sea and the sky.
Suffer the pain of thinking
He learned the joy of life.
No mahjong, no poker, no cards.
In an essay
Published a flash feather.
This is what he got.
Teaching is just his means of survival.
The substance of love is an object.
* * * Bring a doll to feed yourself.