After every social gathering, besides the fullness of alcohol in my stomach, my heart always feels inexplicably heavy, even with a kind of bewildering emptiness.,Throughout history, people who have left their homes to seek a living have experienced both affluence and poverty. Regardless of whether they are wealthy or destitute, the homesickness in their hearts remains eternally unyielding.,The sky is a brilliant blue with no clouds. The road is still dirt, and you can clearly see each puff of dust kicked up. A loudspeaker from the barbershop on the side of the road blasts out loud music.。