我常常做梦,梦见自己回到了阔别已久的故乡,贪婪地吮吸故土的芬芳,忘情地流连于熟悉的山水中,沉醉在亲情、友情、父母的温暖怀抱里……可是,一觉醒来,发觉自己仍躺在异乡的出租屋里,不知不觉间,孤寂与伤感一如早春的浓雾漫上心头,泪水就沾湿了枕巾。在异乡打拼的日子,我如满弦之弓,没有一时半刻的松弛,白天,只要醒着,我的脑子就被所有的生存概念所充满。只有梦境属于我,只有回到梦境,我才恢复人的感知,才能享受难得的片刻温馨…… I often dreamed that I had returned to the long-awaited hometown, sucking the fragrance of my native land greedily, unwillingly wandering in the familiar landscape, indulging in the warm embrace of my relatives, friends and parents ... However, when I woke up, Found himself lying in a foreign land rental house, unconsciously, loneliness and sadness as the fog of early spring diffuse my heart, tears wet the pillow. In the days when I worked hard in a foreign land, I was like a bow of full strings. There was no relaxation for an hour and a half. As long as I was awake, my brain was filled with all living concepts. Only dreams belong to me, only to return to the dream, I only restore the human perception, in order to enjoy a rare moment warm ... ...