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Coming Home
I left home young and not till old do I come back,
My accent is unchanged, my hair no longer black.
The children don't know me, whom I meet on the way,
"Where do you come from, reverend sir?" they smile and say.
回乡偶书
贺知章
小少离家老大回，
乡音无改鬓毛摧。
儿童相见不相识，
笑问客从何处来？
注释： 这首诗抒写了久别回乡的感怀。诗人从小离开家乡，五十年后才回来，虽然家乡口音没有改变，但须发却已稀疏变白。晚辈们见了都不认识，笑着问：“这位客人是从哪里来的？”
