秋天说:远游去吧!把整个世界的金黄遍收眼底,让心灵成熟为一颗耀眼的果实。我接受了邀约,那时,他乡是我的方向。冬天说:踩着柔软的雪,踏着这幸福的地毯,回家吧。我听从了冬天的劝告,看见亲情的炊烟在风中激动得战栗不止,屋檐下的母亲正在为我望眼欲穿。那时,家是我的方向。对于流浪的人,脚步是不变的方向;对于鸟,天空是恒久的方向;对于向日葵,太阳是 Autumn said: go far! The golden eyes throughout the world, let the soul mature into a dazzling fruit. I accepted the offer, then hometown is my direction. Winter said: stepping on soft snow, marching this happy carpet, go home. I listened to the winter’s advice and saw my affectionate smoke trembling in the wind, and my mother under the eaves was looking for me. At that time, my family is my direction. For wanderers, the footsteps are the same; in the case of birds, the sky is the permanent direction; for sunflowers, the sun is