回一次老家，相当于看一次心理医生。
渐行渐远的不是老家本身，而是童年的回忆与满村烟火气。
老家承载着最初拥有的自由愉快，胜过世间所有光景，提醒我们别忘了归途。
Returning to my hometown is like visiting a therapist.
It is not the hometown itself that is slipping away, but the memories of childhood and the vibrant atmosphere of the village.
My hometown holds the freedom and joy I first knew—a feeling that surpasses all other experiences in the world—and reminds me not to forget the path home.