夕阳西下,倦鸟归巢,一天中最美好的时光——黄昏已悄然而至。久别家乡的我心中莫名地涌起一股浓厚的思乡之情,思念那乡间的质朴,思念那乡村的黄昏和黄昏下步履蹒跚的老人。不经意间妈妈的身影又浮现在眼前,那慈祥的面容亲切又熟悉,让我的脸上洋溢起幸福的微笑。偶然间,目光触及到妈妈额前那日益增添的白发,心禁不住隐隐作痛,自责和愧疚感将我包围,什么时候您已不再年轻,什么时候您的身体已变得这般虚弱…… Sunset sun, tired birds homing, the best of the day - dusk has quietly arrived. Long time no home, my heart inexplicably filled with a strong sense of homesickness, I miss the simplicity of the country, I miss the dusk and the dusk of the elderly in the countryside. Inadvertently mother figure again in front of me, kind face familiar and familiar, let my face filled with a happy smile. Occasionally, my eyes touched the growing number of white hair in front of my mother, my heart could not help but faintly hurt, remorse and guilt surrounded me, when you are no longer young, when your body has become so weak ... ...