屈指算来,我离开故土漂泊在外已有三十多年了。平时,回去的次数也不少,但在老家过春节的时间却不多。闲暇之时,每每想起此事,我的心就有一种隐隐作痛的感觉。好像有愧于生养自己的那一方乐土,还有年迈的父母。去年春节前夕,我早早地作好了准备,无论天气好坏,即使不通车,那怕是步行,我也是要回去的。 Quotiently, I left homeland wandering outside for more than thirty years. Usually, the number of back to a lot, but the home is not too much time for the Spring Festival. In my free time, whenever I think about it, my heart has a feeling of aching. Seems to be ashamed to give birth to their own side of paradise, as well as elderly parents. On the eve of the Spring Festival last year, I was prepared early. No matter what the weather, even if it was not open to traffic, I was afraid to walk and I would like to go back.