
Homesickness
Author: Zhang Xihe
In your soft chanting I was born,
I grew up in the midst of your four seasons.
Spring you graceful and colorful,
Summer you are lush,
Autumn you are fruitful,
Winter you wind and snow moon.
Grow carefree and unbridled in your arms.
Spring ebb and flow of the tide to plant hope;
In the summer, touch the fish to bathe, fight water fights, sunbathe;
Autumn, spring and autumn, busy and busy; winter, rolling in your quiet arms, giggling in the snow.
Although the distant side accepted me as a visitor,
But my heart never left,
Always by your side.
No, it is forever and ever.
Wandering on the road far away,
I always feel that I miss my hometown in the wind and rain.
Unconsciously wandering in a foreign land for more than 30 years,
From Gangnam to Southwest,
To live like duckweed wanders between cities.
Li Bai's poem "Look up at the bright moon, look down at your hometown",
There is also Wang Anshi's sentence "Spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me".
Let the people who leave home blur their vision,
Surrender all thoughts to you.
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