想家,想生于斯长于斯的故乡,这是深植在人们心里的情绪,它单纯又深刻,浅白又复杂。对于飘泊者,这情结又写进更多的丰富,印出更苦的斑驳。本不愿飘泊,只想有一份宁静——一张宁静的书桌,一摞能书写的稿纸,一排够用的图书。可命运偏偏把我推进飘泊,于是就离不开想家的情结,就给这 Homesick, wanted to be born in Sri Lanka’s hometown, which is deeply rooted in people’s minds, it is simple and profound, superficial and complicated. For wanderers, this complex is written more abundant, printed more bitter mottled. Reluctant to wander, just want to have a quiet - a quiet desk, a stack of manuscripts can be written, a row of enough books. But fate just push me to drift, so I can not do without homesick complex, give it