On the circle of friends who don't go home during the Dragon Boat Festival.

In the sky of a foreign land, I am a kite with a broken line; On the surface of a foreign land, I am a rootless duckwe

On the circle of friends who don't go home during the Dragon Boat Festival.

In the sky of a foreign land, I am a kite with a broken line; On the surface of a foreign land, I am a rootless duckweed; The night in a foreign land, the moon is thin, and there is no room for homesickness.

Actually, I am homesick. According to the habits of recent years, the Dragon Boat Festival is a time for everyone to get together to eat zongzi and lobster.

A person's Dragon Boat Festival is a bit bleak. Although I really want to go home and miss home, I still have no choice but to go back. That's it. I wish everyone a healthy Dragon Boat Festival and eat more delicious food.

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.

In the days when I left home, my kite was broken and my thoughts evaporated day by day. The bitterness in my heart can't be said. A bottle of mellow wine is like a jar of vinegar.

On the night of Dragon Boat Festival, I propose a toast to the reunion. The leaves are already flying. Homesick people are in a hurry in the distance, and the silver light leaking from the pillow quietly accompanies the traces of loneliness.

It seems that for many years, I have been watching this bustling world alone, watching the happiness and excitement of others. It's another Dragon Boat Festival, which is a little sad.

On the night of Dragon Boat Festival, I propose a toast to the reunion. The leaves are already flying. Homesick people are in a hurry in the distance, and the silver light leaking from the pillow quietly accompanies the traces of loneliness.

Everyone who can't go home for the holidays has a sad history in his heart.

Watching others have a Dragon Boat Festival holiday, we are still at work, and there are only 100,000 grass horses in our hearts.

At first, I just felt lonely. As soon as my family calls, I can't stand it.

Surrounded by the bustling crowd, the heart is deserted, and this contrast makes people feel less belonging.