Birthplace, it is the softest ache in bottom of the heart of boy far away from home forever.
故乡，永远是游子心底深处最柔软的疼痛。
The one pace before the look of elder sister tenderness, before leaving one urge again and again, still that sways to mist and clouds in the continuously between birthplace valley, it is to let what popular feeling aches care, for what reason to give birth to those all unripe abandon? The heart of young moment always wants to fly very far very far, first when leaving home first also ever panic, in late at night caress relapses when having Mian that clothes, weave with the silk of birthplace, the wood that uses home is caught green, elder sister with one's own hands that clothes of tailor; Get on the picture of chain of mountains of birthplace in the lining of the dress secretly, wear the water from a mountain that resembles lying in birthplace again on the body in, the garment is holding hill in the arms, hill is embracing a person, such warmth is enough kept out worldly chill.
姐姐温柔的目光、临行前的一步一叮咛、还有那摇曳在故乡山谷间的缕缕烟霭，都是让人心疼的牵挂，为了什么理由就将那些全都生生撇下？年轻时候的心总想飞得很远很远，初初离家时也曾惊惶，在夜深无眠时反复摩挲那件衣裳，用故乡的丝织成的、用故乡的草木染绿的、姐姐亲手缝制的那件衣裳；偷偷将故乡的山峦画在衣服的里子上，穿在身上就像又躺在了故乡的山水里，衣抱着山，山抱着人，这样的温暖足够抵挡世间的寒冷了吧。
The picture that chares at the outset child eventually amaze the people with a single brilliant feat becomes a pen to fall the Great Master drawing altar of infantile convulsions rain, that clothes is being sent early change in yellow memory abjection when last dish is painty, when leaving pawnshop at the outset, be to wanting to also want anyhow as soon as possible redemptive come, however popular feeling is the thing that be apt to forgets really, old times if bead when be if treasure does not know, like Lv with respect to what can abandon. Of course, be criticized severely why? It is when life is the most complacent to the top of one's bent brandish asperses ability affection, always such and such thing needs to abandon. Discover one day suddenly, original native land is to melt the thing in marrow, it is to flow drip the thing in blood, it is the thing that imprints deeply on the heart, that is a Castaly, it is the supply of force, be life is essential, it is you cannot abandon the thing that also cannot abandon. The sort of from time to time resembles the gloomy mood of smoke like slimy from time to time, it is visualize nevertheless actually native land, no matter you realize, it has been an organic whole with your life be in harmony, no matter where you are, it always calls … softly in the depth of your soul
当初打杂的画童终于一鸣惊人成为笔落惊风雨的画坛大师，那件衣裳早在发黄的记忆中换成落魄时最后一碟颜料，当初离开当铺时是想着无论如何也要尽快赎回来的吧，然而人心真是善忘的东西，旧时如珠如宝不知何时就会弃之如褛。当然，何必苛责呢？在人生最得意的时候尽情挥洒才情，总有这样那样的东西需要舍弃。忽然有一天发现，原来故土是融化在骨髓里的东西，是流淌在血液里的东西，是深深铭刻在心上的东西，那是灵感的源泉，是力量的供给，是生命的根本，是你不能舍弃也无法舍弃的东西。那种时而像泥时而像烟的愁绪，其实不过是形象化了的故土，不管你有没有意识到，它已经和你的生命融为一体，无论你在哪里，它总在你的灵魂深处轻声呼唤…(文/2039245404)