过年回家 ，牵动着千家万户；回家过年，激励着千百万的归家人……年关将近，过年回家 ，便形成了每年一次的中国式的大规模人口移动板块。
于是，无论是飞机 、火车和轮船 ，无论是拥挤的、颠簸的汽车，简易的、破旧的轻骑......载着人们在繁华都市漂泊得疲惫的身心，载着离乡之人驿动的盼归的心 ，带上辛劳的丰硕，带着喜悦的感动上路了。回家，过年回家，只因冰天雪地里有父老乡亲在等待！
年关越近，人们纷纷踏上了回家征程，尽管漫天的风雪 、曲折的乡路、弯曲的小道 ，这一路，载着离家人的急切盼望，载着满怀的期待 。回家 ，过年回家，只因清新如水墨画的家门萦绕着心怀！
小时候 ，我总希望自己快快长大，长大成人后才能回报我的爹娘。那知事与愿违，我大学毕业后 ，却留在了南方，却远离了家乡 。之后，一直向南，向南 ，再向南。不断的向南，我离家乡越来越远了，我离爹娘越来越远了。我就算是找了许多许多向北的借口 ，却总是找不到回家的时间了，思乡、念亲的情愫时刻在心头缠绕，回家的路一直在我梦中蔓延 。
过年回家是一种幸福 ，幸福在路上，心中承载着亲情的厚重，幸福在路上 ，回乡的道路在身后延伸…….
回家是一种幸福，丝丝缕缕如湖面漾起的涟漪，馨香经久不散。听着妈妈毫无恶意的责骂 ，听着爸爸满怀温情的嗔怒，体验双亲唠唠叨叨中隐藏着的甜蜜亲情，体验被家人捧在掌心中的温暖呵护，酝酿了一年的思念呼之欲出 ，而幸福便漫溢心房！
流云飘在天边，行囊布满灰尘 ，把沉甸甸的爱装进行囊，把甜甜蜜蜜的祝福装进行囊，把自己细碎的快乐与烦恼编织成的生命再一次丈量。回家 ，过年回家，只因有着和土地一样永不褪色的父母之爱牵扯在心房！ 家人漾起的甜美笑靥，荡起离家的人心底盼归的馨香 。回家 ，过年回家，只因家乡的厨房里有妈妈眉开眼笑的脸，有思念剁成的饺子馅和记忆深处饺子的芳香！
After the New Year, I touched thousands of households; go home for the New Year, Incered millions of home people ... The year will close, the New Year is home, I have formed a year. A Chinese-style large-scale population moving sector.
The New Year is a kind of belief, bits and illuminate every night of family thinking. How many play sobs in the storm? How many priests look like at home?
So, whether it is aircraft, train and ship, whether it is crowded, bumpy car, simple, shabby light ride ... carry people in bustling urban Take exhausted body and mind, carrying the heart of the people who are moving away from the country, bringing hard, with joy, touched. Going home, go home for the New Year, only because of the farewell and old folks in the snow!
The New Year is a kind of aimed, and the little bit is supported with each process of returning home from the family.
The closer the year, people have embarked on the journey, despite the sky wind and snow, twisted townships, curved trails, this road, carrying an eager to family Hope, carrying full expectations. Going home, going home for the New Year, only because of the family's door of the ink painting!
The New Year is a kind of perfect filial piety, accompanied by each step of home people.
When I was young, I always hope that I will grow up quickly, and I can return my mother after I grow up. The idea is willing to violate, after graduating from our university, but stayed in the south, but stay away from home. After that, always south, southward, and south. Constant south, I am getting farther away from my hometown, I am getting farther and farther away from the mother. Even if I found a lot of excuses from the north, I always found the time for going home, I think hometown, my love is always entangled in my heart, and the way home has been spreading in my dream.
After the New Year is a kind of happiness, happiness is on the road, the heart carries the thickness of affection, happiness on the road, returning to the townshipBe behind them ...
Going home is a kind of happiness, the silk is like a lake, and the fragrance is slightly longer. Listening to my mother without malicious scolding, listening to my father's kindness, experienced the sweet family hidden in the middle of the people, and experience the warm care of the family in the palm of the hand, brewing a year's thoughts and calling, and Happiness is a horrible room!
The New Year is a sweet, forever, the love is the most attractive landscape.
The flow of clouds floats in the sky, the bag is covered with dust, put the heavy love clothes, put the sweetness of the sweetness, and woven the happiness and troubles of yourself. The life will once again. Going home, going home for the New Year, only because of the love of parents who never fade in the land! The sweetness of the family is smiling, sweeping the sweetness of the people from home. Going home, I will go home for the New Year, I only have a mother's eyebrow, and I miss the dumplings of the dumplings and memories of dumplings!
After the New Year, go home for the New Year. In this way, we have grown up in such a year, mature a year, and you will experience the same happiness and sweetness in one year.
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