So I walked back and forth in the train station with an hungry stomach. In the afternoon, I finally found an entrance to the train secretly and listened to the radio again and again. The cars to Beijing, Shanghai, Shenzhen, and Harbin were about to arrive, but I stood still.
I had many chances to secretly cross the small entrance, but I still stood in the same place, motionless.
When it was almost evening, I finally understood the voice in my heart... I didn't want to leave!
This bustling coastal city had my home, my mother's breath, and my memory from childhood to adulthood.
Even if I leave, the ends of the earth is my home.
One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi, one tear, one hell.
Where was it not hell? Where was there no bitterness?
After a day of hunger, I slowly walked ba
