一个人走在陌生城市的道路上,看熙攘的人群在这座日新月异的城市里欢喜悲戚,总觉得自己是一个过客。风凉了时,会吹来疲倦的阳光,此时,“故乡”真的是一个无比温情的词,时间一长,便有了天长地久的柔和气息,深刻而隽永。这些年一个人在外面,看似闲适却免不了奔波劳苦。有时望着家的方向,没有言语,却是万般牵念。偶然的,与故乡相遇,小镇, A person walking in the strange city on the road, watching the bustling crowd in this ever-changing city happy and sad, always feel like a passer. When the wind is cool, it will blow the weary sunshine. At this moment, “Hometown ” is really a very tender word. As time goes on, it will have a long lasting soft atmosphere, profound and meaningful. Outside these years alone, seemingly idle but inevitably rushing labor. Sometimes looking at the direction of the family, without words, but it is all thoughts. Incidentally, meet with hometown, town,