One and half years has gone by since last visit to my parents. Feels like yesterday...Thinking about daddy and mammy’s grey hair, I can feel my heart is moving for their love. Even thought they are so far away, I can still feel their love and dream about them all the time. There is a Chinese say “no place is better than home”.  Now I feel it’s so strong than ever… Last week when I was cooking a dish, I was thinking how mom cooked when I was kid.  That delicious smell is still in my mind though so many years has passed....

近来有些想家, 总是想到爸爸和妈妈, 想到爸爸妈妈两鬓斑白的头发, 想到小时候得了肠炎, 爸爸和妈妈背我去看病,  想到小时候妈妈做的油炸扒皮鱼. 没次总是让妈妈多做一些, 因为我向来爱吃鱼的… 那无数无数的回忆, 就象是昨天…现在有些后悔小时候向来顽固又不听话,经常叛屰而让父母担心, 而今相隔万里之遥, 却常常思想他们. 而今我长大了, 他们又要为我身在易地而担心…哎! 总是觉得过意不去…希望将来可以把他们接来这里安度晚年吧…哪好也不如家好, 现在却是深有感触. 家乡的一切一切一丝一毫都象是刻在我记忆的深层, 每每浮入我的脑海…Hope March is coming soon, then I can go home to visit, yah! I really can't wait until then...