Hustling and bustling life makes you forget who you are, so do i. All day, i have to face with projects, deadlines or go with my boss on weekend for drinking, Time to stay alone and think about myself is hard existence. we are machines, carry a lot of tons of stress, try to be happy with fake smiles. Time passed, and you forgot your kiddie dreams, your family, real loves and real happy life.
"nearby the house's gate, which falls apart, there is a boy that wait for his mother gift", this picture wakes me up from the long sleep, i cancel my plans, book a ticket and come back home :P
Home, it brings to you real thrills !!!
Home, where the green fields seems like endless, only green, where the air is so fresh, you just wanna take a deep breath to eliminate all the stressful life.
Home, where you can come back to your childhood, with your friends, cottages, wells, buffaloes instead of high buildings, noisy crowds.
Home, where you find real attentions, real sharing, real questions especially "when do you get married?" instead of fake smiles, or unpleasant questions from stranger.
Home, where you can receive a tight hug from your parents, dispel the loneliness that scares us for a long time.
And home, the only place always loves you even who you are
This is the first time i have posted, my english is not good, but i really wanna share with you this feeling.
Corrects and keeps contact with me, love you