记得每一次对故乡的询问,都是背负着歉意与内疚进行。车窗外,一群群低矮的山,一头荒凉一头繁茂,偶尔有几只牛儿会在这驻足,一会又散尽。恰似立夏时遍野的蒲公英,风一吹就散尽一片天空的粉白。不管漫天飞舞的蒲公英有多令人惊叹,也不能终止我繁复的心情。我总会在长途客车上一闭 I remember that every time I asked about my hometown, I was saddened and guilty. Outside the car window, a group of low mountains, a desolate luxuriant, and occasionally there are a few cows will stop here, and will be dispersed. Just like the dandelions in the summer, when the wind blows away, the sky is full of white powder. No matter how amazing the flying dandelions are, I can’t stop my complicated feelings. I always close on a long-distance bus