I can't go back to my hometown
It seems like there is nothing, but at night, in a dream, when everything is quiet, like a shooting star, it cuts through the dark sky in an instant.
Wandering aimlessly, at this time, the mind belongs to itself. In the daytime, I am a vassal of the hustle and bustle; and at night, when the lights are feasting and the money is drunk, I choose to avoid it and walk alone in the quiet corner of the city. It is a rare quietness, there are crickets and frogs, so in this autumn, will there be rice? fragrant. I stopped in the breeze, raised my head, stretched my nose bone and tried to exhale, catching the breath of existence or non-existence.
In a trance, there was a faint light, standing on a road that stretched out of the city, and stretched out in the direction I came from. The moonlight was hazy, but I saw the blue brick and white walls in the distance, and the street with no people under the scorching sun..., Long time no see! hometown! Tears filled my eyes!
The east is getting brighter, and the city wakes up. When I hurriedly washed my eyes, I saw that the circles of my eyes were reddish, as if I had forgotten something. There should be nothing, and he rushed out the door and drowned in the crowd.