“鹰飞得再高，也飞不出蓝天的怀抱；游子走得再远，也走不出母亲的思念”这句在日本邂逅的台湾老先生的话，怎么也难以忘却。还记得香港回归那彻夜狂欢的感觉。在灯火下，在期盼的眼神中，一个个年轻的面庞，静静地聆听零时的钟声，张张笑脸让回归夜的气息中增加了浓浓的亲情 “The eagle flies high, and it does not fly in the embrace of the blue sky. If the wanderer goes further, he will not be able to walk out of his mother’s thoughts.” This statement of the Taiwanese gentleman in Japan is unforgettable. I still remember the feeling of Hong Kong returning to that night. Under the lights, in the look of hope, a young face, quietly listening to the zero-hour bell, Zhang smiley face to return to the night of the atmosphere added a deep affection