Sunny
Sunny
Sunny is spring, let a person like, is a cold also easy come, easy go a suit.
Sunlight into the window to, this has blossoms, go out for a walk. For life outside the hustle and bustle of always days that homesick, everything in the house is less familiar are so strange. Familiar with,
because life has more than 20 years of the small one party of heaven and earth, even tarnished can also familiar with that steps, even if only by footsteps also can distinguish into house is your mom or dad, Strange, because the outer rush about one day, alien, do as the Romans do, different memory hometown’s customs has gradually be,
home many times jollification scene have blurred.
A fatigued after, finally carry pack a small bag back sees the native, back to the house of sweet, warm feeling that a stream of don’t know when I rushed to mind. Outside of the years, whether study also or workers, I already became home and hometown passer-by, in a hurry to walk, in a hurry, is that the only true friendship. All the short time and parents reunite, and close relatives and, merry laughter is still not fully in dimple takes over, leave sad again already started rushed to mind.
For those people, hometown of friends and family is always in that enthusiasm, words between is always full of blessings and love.
Years of growth rings quietly stole the seniors of youth, once radiant the handsome boys and pretty girls are now has been years eroded doubled, gray double, once smooth face has also been frost is covered with years mottled. However, for years rings are added green flavor, once remarked now learn language babbling already grew up to look handsome girl lad, those who once flow nose images also became a fuzzy shadow. But only a little, whether the seniors or people soon recognized and without much variation of I, and yet I am momentary couldn’t recognize them, just courtesy of responding to their greetings ,
had to afterwards silently ask mom they who are. Of course, in enjoying the warmth while, also have been much embarrassment. When girls grow to me like this age when, if you still left alone, will encounter such embarrassing, and not who against you will trample your sore feet deliberately, instead, precisely because concern you will take care of you don’t want to mention things sad. Actually, the seniors fears are valid,
because in the country wayward older than me many of the younger than me is your child his dad kid his mama, occasionally walk down the street met once friend schoolmate, many are also holds her children out around, it seems I this when aunt’s only gave money part. And to this thing most should belong to grandma and aunt them, looked at other people’s children are groups of children and you daughter yet there sing alone in the northern hemisphere,
could not worried? But worry? And what use, the feelings of things do not worry of
At home the day always so short, has yet to the local conditions and customs of a good aftertaste hometown, but has reached a farewell. Before I leave a night, good finishing packers, and parents together watching TV, when heart knows when a dim and sad. Not the first to leave home, also is not the first time have this feeling,
every time when I leave can have this kind of sad, because it is a whole year go perhaps, even though it can sometimes talking on the phone, but still have those a distinguishing.
Overage sleeping child somehow suddenly no sleepiness, a night wakes up several times, is afraid have missed the morning car? Or maybe something else! Because buy is at the early bus, so at five o ‘clock, get up early.
