celebrate to myself, a homeless wanderer!

In a glimpse, ten years has slipped away. Tonight, with endless rain, I write to myself to celebrate this milestone in my life. I have immigrated to this small island for total eleven years.Toast to myself in the darkness!However, sometimes my mind confront myself with this question: where am I belonged to? I dare not ask. In the past ten years, I haven't been to my dearest hometown; it always stays fragmentally in my dreams. Believe it no more wears the old looks with my recognition.I love the ancient poem " 昔吾往矣，淫雨霏霏；今吾来兮，杨柳依依”, my sorrow and my longing.Where is my home?Except once a month's call to my parents, I don't have any connection with my old peers and relatives. I know them through my memories. Bigger disparity and gap surfacing more frequently, which make me to stand farther from them. Then, do I belong to this small island? Chores have been discussed times to times when management is highlighted as urgency, I am almost suffocated. I cannot live with the days without thoughts idling between history and the current. I keep silent and try to learn hard from them on how to be happy with what stay at the surface. I need to refresh myself with some more deep thoughts and interesting historical stories, which will inspire me from depth of my mind. I need some talks can further my thinking and broaden my sight views. However, I hardly find a good talker in this place. Here is a rich island with full sunshine and brightness. People living here are friendly to me, they like details and are horribly afraid to lose whatever they concerned, especially related to their own benefits. They are shrewd and with endless drive for perfection, which makes them (from my standard) to be unreasonably nervous. Here is a small harbour city, people linking to the worldwide; they have all kinds of information and travelling overseas a lot. Yes, here is an information centre, which enables people to find opportunities. People here always ask one question"why not we take this opportunity?"When I celebrate my 10 years immigration, I ask myself where is my home? Celebrate to you, a homeless wanderer!

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• 恭喜。祝享受每一天 ：） -小糖球- ♀ (0 bytes) () 06/22/2012 postreply 06:10:25

• 亲人在哪里，哪里就是家 -冷静蛇- ♀ (0 bytes) () 06/22/2012 postreply 06:10:34

• where you have your bed and stove, make it your home :) -过客心径- ♂ (187 bytes) () 06/22/2012 postreply 06:29:31

• 写得真好：where you have your bed and stove, make it your home :) -mike09- ♂ (0 bytes) () 06/22/2012 postreply 07:09:02

• 谢谢您的鼓励。 -碧蓝天- ♀ (0 bytes) () 06/22/2012 postreply 08:05:11