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乡愁对我而言永远是一条线：

是一条亲情的线，儿子这头的我，掂挂家乡的父母，

是一条时间的线，今天这头的我，回忆昨天的童年，

是一条距离的线，地球这头的我，想念远方的家乡，

是一条牵心的线，天涯这头的我，心系咫尺的故土，

是一条梦中的线，常常把我带回童年，送回家乡。

于2015年春节

hart

I try to translate, maybe it is not  original meaning because never I have thought my homesickness in English.

The homesickness is an endless line in my heart:

It’s a family line: as a son, worrying about my parents
It’s a time line: in my middle age, recalling my childhood
It’s a distance line: living in the South Hemisphere, missing my hometown far away
It’s a connecting line: no matter where being, my heart tied to China
It’s a line in my dreams, often bringing me home to be with my family and taking me back to my childhood.