All my possessions were just enough to fit in a small suitcase. I was afraid to leave my beloved home, the house that had sheltered me for the past twenty years, and now it was gone. It no longer belongs to me, I sold it to get money for my trip.
I carried my suitcase out of the alley, the two porcelain rows along the road seemed to be waving with affection, I walked faster, because I knew if I looked back. Then I definitely won't be able to leave this place.
The smell of porcelain flowers haunts my steps, tears are lingering in my eyes! I bowed my head as if running away, and soon my beloved home had completely disappeared behind me, not knowing when I would return to this place. I wiped my tears. Take more pain into your heart.
The bus ride to the South was packed with people. My seat was arranged in the back of the driver's back. The seat that the driver squinted his eyes and smiled at me was the most priority seat. I stuffed my suitcase into the luggage compartment. reason, then held the bag containing the necessary items in his arms.
The human steam and heat rising from the road made me dizzy and nauseous. Fortunately, the bus also left the station not long after, the strange scenery on both sides of the road was so beautiful that it made me forget the sadness of being away from home.
After three days and two nights packed into a packed car, I finally reached my destination. I got out of the car. Then, bewildered in the hustle and bustle of the bus station, people buying and selling, people pushing and pushing, calling to each other, making me lose all direction, I picked up my suitcase and found an airy place to stop and calm down. , the address that my mother had pressed into my hand over and over again before she passed away. Tell me to keep it carefully and not lose it.
I knew that address by heart.
- Where are you going, I'll take you there?
I stepped back before the grinning face of the man in front of me. I snapped:
