Home, the one on that hill

　When I was a child, I lived in this end of the mountain, but the moon cake seller lives in that end of the mountain, and when I grew up, I also lived in that end of the moon cake seller, but could not find home in that mountain.

　　When I was young, the family ate moon cakes, moon cakes sweet, the heart is sweeter, you bite, I bite, spring breeze into a sweet taste, the whole family is laughter. When I grew up, I was alone in my hometown, and no one shared the sweet moon cakes with me, even though I had a box full of moon cakes in hand, I couldn't find the taste of home, and I felt like the moon floating in the sky alone.

　　When I was a kid, mooncakes were a tall jar, only a few, and they were hidden by my mother's hands at the bottom of the jar, thinking day and night when is the Mid-Autumn Festival? When can I taste the sweet taste? After growing up, the moon cake is full of goods, walking in the street everywhere, the price of two yuan, five yuan ...... taste of date paste, bean paste ...... but not that time that the taste of anticipation, lost that time that sweet and delicious taste.

　　When I was a child, the moon cake is always eaten, my father ate the skin, I ate the filling, then my father was full of smiles, while feeding me a large mouth full of filling moon cake, while their own hands of those crumbs little by little lick clean, then the moon cake is so sweet, so fragrant. After growing up, the mooncake can finally be enjoyed alone, but can not see my father's kind smile, can not taste the sweet taste.

　　Another full moon night, looking at the moon, looking at themselves, deeply feel that they are another Hou Yi, Hou Yi busy shooting nine days and management of the tribe, leaving his wife at home, alone in the empty courtyard. What about me? Not the same as leaving my parents alone to struggle outside? Even though I miss my parents, I am not yet tied up in the so-called society and career, looking at the full moon, I want to go home, even if it helps my mom brush the chopsticks and wash the dishes, even if it gives my dad a pound on the back and rub his shoulders.

　　Another Mid-Autumn Festival, looking at the moon, looking at the wide cold palace, think of the parents at home is not that resident Chang'e in the wide cold palace, alone, holding the intestines hanging belly, thinking about how much suffering the people outside? How much suffering? I do not know how much my parents do not want me to contribute to the family, a lifetime just want us to reunite and reunite? Just worry about me being safe and sound? What a pity! The breeze sends waves, the willows sing, so festive, but I can only glance at the round moon in the air, take the time to open the box on the table has been half a month of moon cakes, eat a mouth full of fragrance, but lost the taste of reunion, the heart can not help but flooded with sour taste.

　　The moon is round today, and I look up at the moon, and my parents must be worried about whether I am enjoying the moon and tasting the sweet moon cakes. I also want to know whether my parents on the other side also tasted the sweet moon cakes, taste the reunion? Are my parents on the other side also safe and sound? Are they healthy and well? The years are always like a shuttle, and the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is a yearly event, always arrives in a flash but leaves me in a moment. The round moon is like the moon cakes that my mother hid at the bottom of the jar, the taste is light but with a strong fragrance, the familiar taste warms me, even if I am wandering, the family is happy; and like the moon cake crumbs in my father's hand, bland but with infinite sweetness, the familiar feeling embraces me, even if I am alone, it is a happy gathering.

　　Another Mid-Autumn Festival, I am at this end of the mountain, home, you are on that mountain?