Round after round
One round 365 days Three rounds 1095 days
has long turned into longing
boarding the road paved by "New Ten" to fly back to your hometown
Fathers and villagers stand in a silent posture
Stand at the entrance of the village
I don't know how to explain this desolate life
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That stretched eyes
From the distance, traveling through mountains and waters
from a distance
Years silently under the solid wall stack that had been standing for three years
Singing dream
Pure years in dream
But the world's nucleic acid and the sorrow of the new coronavirus
When the wall stack collapsed
I found that the
on both sides of the wall inside and outside the wall had instantly blended with each other turbulent
I stare at
That distant front
In the cold winter
There is a pair of thick palms
quietly caressing the green and yellow
and the desolation of the fields
and even countless stacked fences
were also quietly smoothed
Have you embarked on your journey home
The Zizi students studying outside
l0The wanderers working outside
The eyes of the fathers and villagers
The complex emotions
The longing is both the longing of autumn water
and the layers of fog worry
However, the seeds of longing are densely scattered on both sides of the road home
One sprouts in the soil
One side trembling in the cold wind
The way home is destined to be
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