这世界上什么地方是我们真正的家？小时候回家，是回爸爸妈妈的家。去念了书，做了事，就有了自己的宿舍。我们每天回一个家，逢年过节回另一个家。两个家都是家。再过些年，我们有了恋人，有时候不住在自己的家里，住进了恋人的家。下班，我们糊涂了，不知该回自己的宿舍，还? What is the real home in this world? When I was young, I came home from my father and mother. To read the book, do something, have their own quarters. We return to home every day, farewell to another home. Both are home. A few years later, we have a lover, and sometimes do not live in their own home, admitted to the lover’s house. After get off work, we confused, I do not know the back to their own quarters, but also?