“小时候,乡愁是一枚小小的邮票,我在这头,母亲在那头。长大后,乡愁是一张窄窄的船票,我在这头,新娘在那头。”我的乡愁,不是邮票,也不是船票,是那特别的“固执”。我现在的家是高楼中的一套,而以前的家是低房中的一户。家乡的家很大,但能填满心;现在的家很小,却温暖不了心。家乡拥有蓝色的天空,洁白的云朵,绚丽的霞;现在的天空白如死灰,毫无生机,偶尔飞过一架飞机,留下轰鸣声。站在家乡的窗台前,看到的是一片翠绿,听到的是 “When I was a kid, nostalgia was a little stamp, I was there, my mother was there, and when I grew up, nostalgia was a narrow ticket, I was there and the bride was there.” “I Nostalgia, not a stamp, nor a ferry ticket, is that special ”stubborn ". My present home is a high-rise building, while the former home was a low-cost house. Hometown is great, but can fill the heart; now the home is small, but can not warm heart. Hometown has a blue sky, white clouds, brilliant Xia; now the sky is ashes, lifeless, and occasionally flew a plane, leaving roar. Standing in front of home windowsill, I saw a green, hear is