生命的血脉里,最浓厚的一抹色彩莫过于故乡亲情。尤其是对于远离老家而又不能经常回去的人来说,故乡情结会在时光中凝结成乡愁。城郊有座冶父山,我时常在周末或陪远来的客人登山览胜。置身峰巅,视野开阔,便会下意识的遥望老家的方向。我知道,老家很远,目光不可穷极,但情感早已随着远伸的视线触摸心灵深处那片热土,并且多有慰藉。 The blood of life, the strongest touch of color than hometown affection. Especially for those who stay away from home and can not often go home, the hometown complex will condense into nostalgia in time. Suburbs have a father Hill, I often visit guests on weekends or from afar. Peak exposure, vision, it will subconsciously look into the direction of home. I know that home is far away, the vision is not poor, but the emotion has long been out of touch with the depths of sight that piece of land, and more comfort.