有人说:“人在世上走着,记忆是唯一的行囊。”岁月的沉淀,厚厚的情感灰烬尘封着悠远的乡思。几次想叩开乡思的记忆之门。无奈,无法轻松地找到情感深处的人口。我想,那些青涩的岁月是不能随便轻易地被打开情感闸门的。否则,一场苦涩的岁月洪水必然会泛滥成灾。总认为,生活在异乡,内心深处的那根触 Some people say: “People walking in the world, the memory is the only luggage. ” Years of precipitation, ashes of thick ashes dust distant distant thinking. Several times want to knock open the door of memory of thinking. Helpless, unable to easily find the emotional depth of the population. I think those green years can not easily be opened emotional gate. Otherwise, a bitter flood of years will inevitably flood. Always think that living in a foreign land, deep inside the root touch