家,是游子们永恒的眷恋;家,是漂泊心灵的最终港湾。太阳总在有梦的地方升起,而心总向家的地方张望。有人说人越长大越孤单,因为当年的那份快乐仿佛在流年中悄然逝去,我们想要找回却再也找不回了。我们一天天长大,我们背上的东西也在一天天地增加:名利、钱财、地位、荣耀……它们一天天地 Home, is the everlasting attachment of wanderers; home, is the ultimate harbor drifting soul. The sun always rises in a dream place, and the heart always looks to the place of home. Some people say that people grow older and more lonely, because the year’s share of happiness seems to flee in the fleeting, we want to recover but never find it. As we grow up day by day, things on our backs are also increasing day by day: fame, money, status, glory ... They are day by day