Imitate Yu Guangzhong's Homesickness

When I was a child/that year, the taste was spring wine/I drank it innocently/my mother had a taste.

When I grow up/just a sip of spring wine/I drink it happily/the villagers have a sense of gratitude.

Later/homesickness was spring wine/I drank it disconsolately/my son had no taste.

And now/homesickness is a mouthful of spring wine/I drink it alone/time has a silent taste.