傍晚的霞光映亮我回家的路,斑驳的树影打在四周,不由自主,我抬头仰望故乡的方向。极目望去,想透过天望见那青青的瓦,白白的砖,望见远在那儿的亲人。可是无奈,我只能望见一片湛蓝湛蓝的天,除此之外再没别的了。我已经好久没有回故乡了。时过境迁,不知道那被我偷偷埋在蔗林的青梅有没有发芽长大,也不知道在那儿的爷爷奶奶和儿时的玩伴是否别来无恙,更不知道那被我攀爬过的 Evening glow shines bright my way home, mottled tree shadow hit around, involuntary, I looked up to the direction of his hometown. Looked desperately, want to see through the sky that green tile, white brick, see the loved ones far away there. But helpless, I can only see a clear blue sky, in addition to nothing else. I have not returned home for a long time. The passage of time, do not know that I was secretly buried in the sugar cane forest plum have germinate, do not know where the grandparents and childhood playmates are not unwell, but do not know that I have been climbing