故乡,是游子最想念的天堂,是帆最依恋的港湾。——题记也许是水波不兴时倏然掠过湖面的燕子,也许是万籁俱寂时手中黯然举起的金樽,也许是暮色四合时悄然挂上树梢的玉盘,故乡,就在不经意间,触动我心底最柔软的那根弦。时过境迁,无数文人骚客已走进历史,而牵挂故乡的情怀却代代相似。是谁,曾令“龙巾拭吐,御手调羹”;是谁,曾令 Hometown, Paradise is the most miss paradise, is the sail attachment to the harbor. - Inscription may be unnoticed Suddenly swept across the lake swallows, perhaps the hands of sadly lifted Jindun may be quietly hanging twists and turns of the jade plate, hometown, inadvertently Touch the softest string of my heart. As time goes by, numerous literati and wanderers have entered history, and feelings about their hometown have been similar to those of their generation. Who, Zeng Ling “Dragons wiping vomit, Royal hand spoon ”; Who, Zeng Ling