“我在这儿等着你回来/等着你回来/看那桃花开/我在这儿等着你回来……”每当听到这首歌,我就会想到你,于是跑到村口那棵老榆树下,眼睛一眨不眨地望着远处的山口。你走了有三年多了吧?即使现在我也不知道,你究竟栖身何处,在做着什么样的工作,每天的伙食怎么样,每个月能挣多少钱……但你的离开却是现实,因为东屋那张曾经属于你的床上已经落满了灰尘,那把当年帮你赢得过荣誉、现如今被扔 “I am here waiting for you to come back / waiting for you to come back / see the peach blossoms / I am here waiting for you back ... ” Whenever I heard this song, I will think of you, then went to the entrance of the village Under the old elm tree, eyes blinking at the mountain pass in the distance. You’ve been away for more than three years now? Even now I do not know where you live, what kind of work you do, what you eat every day, and how much you earn every month ... but when you leave It is a reality, because the bed of the former East House was covered with dust, and the honor it won for you was now thrown away