COMING HOME I left home young , I return old. Speaking as then, but with hair grow thin; And my children, meeting me, do not know me. They smile and say: “Stranger, where do you come from?”
回乡偶书 贺之章 少小离家老大回,乡音无改鬓毛衰。 儿童相见不相识,笑问客从何处来。