Talking about the helplessness of working away from home

1, I will leave my hometown after the New Year. Looking at my mother's white hair, I am full of guilt. For several years after graduation, I failed to let my mother live a happy life.

2. The color is heavy and the stars are dark. On the way to work, there are your footprints and mine. In the vast sea of people, there are your figure and mine. In order to live and make a living, we all chose to leave our homes. No longer looking around, no longer wandering, in that spring season, I bid farewell to my relatives, left my hometown and embarked on a journey of hard work together. Go to different places, go in different directions. The spring breeze will accompany me, and the stream will accompany you. From then on, we lived far apart.

I want to travel long distance by myself. With great courage and fierce loneliness. To meet the unknown, regardless of life and death.

As long as you close your eyes, the mountains and rivers in your hometown, villages, valleys and valleys, every grass and tree, parting of life and death, joys and sorrows will emerge in front of you, and become clearer and timeless in the erosion of years.

Whether you are happy or sad, whether it is raining or sunny, home will always be in your heart and mine; You don't have to be weak or strong. You don't need to be remembered or forgotten. Home can always give you my infinite strength.

6. Now, when I travel far away, I can't help feeling lonely. Words give me not only sustenance, but also an eternal part of my life.

7. It is very hard for a girl to work hard in a strange city. Treat everyone who travels far away from home well.

8. Burn my memory and pay tribute to your beauty.

9. I have seen thousands of scenic spots in Qian Qian, none of which are as beautiful as going home. Pack your bags and embark on a long way home, just because of the familiar laughter of mountains and rivers; Tidy up the years and care for the flying snowflakes with your hands, just for the unforgettable complex of that road and that bridge; Forget fatigue, dry the bitter and sour tears, just want to see the gradual vicissitudes of the tree earlier, hear the gentle call earlier, and seize the thoughts in that dream earlier.