朋友形容我,就像个骑着扫把满世界乱飞的女巫。我却笑笑地答,岁月催人老啊。因为人年龄愈大,就愈恋家,走过那么多地方,也许我更喜欢的,是回家的感觉。所以一路行走下去,在各个城市,在那些积了水的青砖路面、雕着花纹的栏杆扶手、飞翔而过的鸽群、在墙上岁月的痕迹中,寻找关于家 The friend described me as a witch flying around the world with a broomstick. But I answered with a smile and smiled. Because the older the person is, the more he loves his family and walks through so many places. Maybe I prefer the feeling of returning home. So all the way to walk, in all cities, in the water that has accumulated blue brick pavement, carved railings, flying birds, in the traces of the years on the wall, looking for home