Long way home

Two thousand miles of clouds and moons, want to cover your eyes, the homeland mountains and rivers are still the same, the mind is floating, but it is so vague.

This road has been going from winter to spring for eleven years.

Eleven years later, Jin Feiyu left, but in a flash; the coming to Japan was long, so as to hope for the future.

If you want to ask what is the most ruthless thing in this world? I think there may be an answer to "time", because it can take away everything in this world, and even residual memories are sometimes a luxury blank; but at the same time, how sincere it is, because it can give you endless hope. In the sun and moon shuttle, you continue to have and lose; but what you don't have now may have after time, and what you lose may become an eternal absolute, how pale and powerless, why bother?

We are all yearning for the good, paying and chasing for it.

The hard work of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, the heartache of the late night, the helplessness of the tongue, the loss of hard work, the recklessness of a moment, the regret of the wind and waves, the abandonment of the difficulty, the more frustrated and brave, the persistence of nothing, the highlight of the flowers; why is life not like this, losing in possession, pursuing in loss, choosing in pursuit, struggling in choice, helpless in struggle, accepting in helplessness, and finally paying for the invisible power of time; Taoist "rule by doing nothing"? - The Tao is the law of non-action

Yes, after time, you and I are just a grain of dust in the vicissitudes of the sea, too late to sigh, just come, that's all.

Eleven years, he was stored in his hometown, and how his hometown had not changed. Whenever I want to embark on this road back home, I can't sleep the night before, but my joy is also mixed with a little sadness that is difficult to do. What is life, what is home, and at this point, it all reflects a weak chicken? Other possessions are not enough to soothe.

In the bright waiting hall, there are all kinds of bustling people, steamed buns and hamburgers can fill your stomach, can't you? Knife and fork steak, chopsticks pickles, your nobility do not have to envy, my gains must be cherished; look up three feet with gods, every morning when you wake up to find that you are still breathing in the oxygen gifted by nature, everything is possible...

Eleven years, I have long been accustomed to the continuous rain in Jiangnan, because the flat asphalt road is no longer the muddy road of my hometown mixed with cow dung and sheep dung; but how much I hate the night sky of Ningbo, because I have never seen the brilliant galaxy of the night sky of my hometown when I was a child, and the old people at the door of the house under the stars are still telling stories or the people and things they were young; and now the story is over... At this point, it is even more sad and regretful...

This road, a thousand kilometers, one end of the road is really home, the other end is just the blood of life;

Chasing the clouds and chasing electricity, the spring wind is weak, but it looks at the flowers withering; the gap is white, and the afterglow is around the beam, but it is time to leave.

Choose one side and let it go, and the time will come!

February flowers

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