The kite ascends into the sky, unable to resist the lingering silk thread; The wild geese fly south and still look back frequently. Time is easy to grow old, and the world is easy to change. In the past years, what remains unchanged is the deep concern of my mother throughout her life.
No matter when and where home is always open to the door of wanderers.
We bid farewell in a hurry and went to our respective distant places. There was no language, no tears, only eternal thoughts and blessings, which resonated deeply in each other's hearts.
Love is in the absence of Acacia, although the departure is heartbreaking, but in this loneliness, I understand the taste of missing. Originally, you are so heavy in my heart.
The road is far away, the heart is long, and it hurts to leave; The wind is blowing, the night is long, I hope you will arrive, and I will not sleep.
When you come, my expectation is far away; When you leave, you are the expectation of my dream.