兴许是与近年来跑了一些地方有关,我的笔墨在屣印之余,多少留下了一些文字的痕迹,但唯独对家乡,对那方我停留最多时光的水土,却有点惜墨如金了。这种“视而不见”本不是我的故意。在那远游归来的激动中,有时面对日日相伴的故土,我如推门扑进一位熟识的亲人怀里,可以撒娇,可以神思,可以倾诉,甚至可以发泄,但唯独忘记感恩了,这也许是一个游子的粗心吧。 Perhaps it is something that has run some places in recent years. My ink and brush left some traces of the written language except for my hometown. However, I spent a lot of time in my hometown and on the soil where I spent most of my time. This “blind sight ” is not my intention. In the excitement of returning from afar, sometimes in the face of the homeland accompanied by Japan and Japan, I push the door into a loved one’s arms, can be spoiled, can mentally, can talk, or even vent, but only forgotten Thanksgiving This may be a Careless Caregiver it.