天边飘来故乡的云,它不停地召唤我。故乡的天,春天是湛蓝的,夏天是深邃的,秋天是高远的,冬天是辽阔的。我想念故乡的天,想念故乡的邻里乡亲,想念故乡的小伙伴们。我的故乡是一个小城镇,我家住的地方,是爷爷工作单位盖的房,是一个家属院。左邻右舍都是爷爷的工友。同一栋楼,抬头低头都是与 Clouds floated home over the horizon, it kept summoning me. Hometown days, the spring is blue, the summer is deep, the autumn is lofty, the winter is vast. I miss the days of my hometown, miss my hometown neighborhood folks, miss my hometown companions. My hometown is a small town where my family lives. It is a house covered by my grandpa’s work unit and is a family-owned hospital. Neighbors are grandpa workers. The same building, looking down with both