When we are little, home is security, which later becomes comfort, and finally a launching pad. Once we get into our own tracks of life, home is still a sweet place in the rear review, which will forever hold a special place in our hearts.
想家
小时候
家是妈妈的怀抱
柔软而温暖
妈妈的心跳是最妙的音乐
上学后
家是那扇窗里淡淡的灯光
亲人的微笑
和着飘散的饭香
长大了
家变成一个不常去的地方
恋爱象风一样
带我这风筝到天边流浪
再后来
风筝不再流浪
家变成了
你,我还有小小的他
但我心深处
电话那端的牵挂
和父母满头的白发
是永远无可替代的家