乡愁

 

                                                         When I was young,

　　my homesickness was a small stamp,

　　I was here,

　　my mother was there.

　　After growing up,

　　my homesickness was a narrow ticket,

　　I was here,

　　my bride was there.

　　Later,

　　my homesickness was a little tomb,

　　I was outside,

　　my mother was inside.

　　And now,

　　my homesickness is a shallow strait,

　　I am here,

　　the mainland is there.

作者：虹鸣