漂泊,如一杯醇香的苦酒。12岁那年,我开始踏上漂泊之路。从此,再也停不下来。渐渐地,故乡就成了一个音符、一份感动,沉淀在我记忆的长河里,成了一串晶莹璀璨的珍珠。每颗珍珠里,都藏着我深深的思念,对家乡,对母亲,对婆婆……一城市的大街小巷,每每遇到和父母同龄的叔叔、阿姨,我都会倍 Drift, such as a cup of mellow bitter wine. At the age of 12, I started to drift on the road. From then on, can not stop anymore. Gradually, hometown became a note, a moving, precipitation in my memory of the river, has become a string of crystal bright pearl. Every pearl, are hidden deep in my thoughts, to my hometown, to my mother, to my mother-in-law. Everywhere in the city, I often times of my uncle and aunt who are the same age as my parents