晚上,我们一家从西安出发,开车回老家——安康,身后的灯红酒绿,显得嘈杂而冷漠无情。在西安待了8年,在安康只待了5年,但是在高速路上疾驰的感觉,却比坐上电梯上楼的感觉更像回家。在车上不觉入睡,一觉醒来,已经进了小区的门——那个沉睡了很久的小区的门。打开屋门,扑面而来的是冰凉的灰尘的气息,安 In the evening, our family set off from Xi’an and drove back to our hometown - well-being. The lights behind the scenes were noisy and indifferent. After spending eight years in Xi’an and only five years in Ankang, the feeling of galloping on the expressway is more like home than sitting on an elevator. Do not sleep in the car, wake up, has entered the cell door - that sleep for a long time the door of the district. Open the house door, blowing the breath of cold dust, Ann