为什么是你呢?离家七百千米,我也有七百多个日子不曾回家了行踪倒是定的,心却一直漂泊着。尽管我拼命劝说自己这个城市多么适合自己发展,未来多么美好,终归在华灯初上和更深夜半之时开始有了惆怅和孤寂,渐渐开始想起那个奋力逃脱的地方。国庆前夕,久不联络的父亲打电话,问我是否放假,说自己有些不适且家里有点事要和我商量,于是我顺水推舟说要回家看看。父亲顿了一 Why are you? Seven hundred kilometers away from home, I have more than seven hundred days have not been back home but the whereabouts of the set, but the heart has been drifting. Although I desperately persuaded myself how well this city fits its own development, how beautiful the future is, and finally began to feel melancholy and loneliness in the early hours of the Chinese Lantern and deeper into the middle of the night, and I began to think of the place where I was struggling to escape. On the eve of the National Day, the father, who had not contacted for a long time, called and asked if I had a holiday and said I was having some discomfort and the family had a little bit to discuss with me. So I went home and said I would go home and see. Father paused