工后归来,晚风习习,通讯员送来远方故乡的信件。读毕,心也被带到了远方。故乡很遥远,故乡又很近;故乡在记忆中,故乡在睡梦里。风吹起晾晒的衣物,也吹起远离故乡的知青的思绪。每两年才可以回到故乡探望一回,时间相隔得真是漫长。那时,一句乡音、一种味道、一个物件甚至一缕微风,都可以唤起无尽的乡愁与乡思。 After work, breezes, correspondents sent letters from afar. After reading, my heart was taken to a distance. Hometown is very far away, hometown is very close; hometown in memory, hometown in sleep. The wind blows drying clothes, but also blows the thoughts of educated youth far away from hometown. Every two years before he can return to his hometown for a visit, the time is really long. At that time, an accent, a taste, a thing or even a breeze, can evoke endless nostalgia and homesickness.