Editor’s note: This first-person essay was originally written by Liu Leyuan (劉樂園) and published in Chinese by The Epoch Times. It has been translated and edited for English publication.
When we are young, we tend to believe that our hometown will always be there, waiting for us. We imagine that the world’s most beautiful scenery lies somewhere beyond the horizon, while home is simply a familiar place where we can rest whenever we grow weary of traveling.
Only after we have gone far from home do we begin to understand a painful truth: Some paths, once taken, become one-way roads, and returning is no longer a simple matter.
Someone once lamented: “A wanderer may have nothing left in his luggage, yet still dare not return home.”
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