街边的路灯忽明忽暗                                              风呼唤着雪花飘飘扬扬                                        小屋中已经备好了筵席                                        餐桌上却少了那份曾经的欢欣                                黑夜路上的远行人                                                 脚踩陌生的土地  ，去往故乡                            高山的恩惠未绝                                                       大树汲取那感恩的露水                                      屋檐在彻夜的痛苦中被石化                                          世界还是那个世界，还是那曾经的故乡。