That day me and Wen Xin we drove to our hometown Yixing， Passing through the bamboo forest.
Listening to the rustling sound of bamboo leaves, swinging in the forest, there is a feeling back to childhood.
Reminds of the Xi Opera drama "Wuxi scenery tune", hum a bit.
It's like time travel.
There is nothing more reassuring than the landscape of my hometown, if I can have a cup of Yixing red tea, even better.
那天和文新开车去往宜兴老家的竹海，听着竹叶沙沙的声音，在林中荡秋千，有一种回儿时的感觉。想起了锡剧的“无锡景调”，哼一哼，时光穿越了……
我母詹香不呀不在家
玉娇守门忙呀忙绣花呀
哪来年轻小伙子
你胡言乱语理太偏
（锡剧《拾玉镯》无锡景调）
没有什么比家乡的山水更让人安心的了，要是再能来一杯宜兴红，更好了。
