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To me, the concept of home changes continually along with my age.对于我来说，家的概念随着年龄的变化而不断变化。In my childhood, home was a string of calls. It seems that I was entitled to more freedom than today's children. I didn't have to show up in front of my parents right after school, instead I would go to play with my classmates who lived in the neighborhood. We frolicked like mad until dinner was ready and our parents called "Come back! Come home for supper!" Days passed by as I grew up in the company of those calls. Even now the ringing voices are still echoing in my ears.在童年的时候，家是一声声呼唤。那时的我似乎比今日的孩子拥有更多的自由。放学后不会先在父母前露面，而是与住的相邻的同学聚在一起，天马行空，玩的天昏地暗，直到炊烟散去，听见父母“喂，回家了，吃饭了”的呼唤才回家，这样的声音伴着我慢慢长大，日复一日，至今仍在我的耳旁回响。In a wink, my childhood was gone. When a thin layer of hair began to grow around the corners of my mouth, home became a place I tried to escape from.一转眼，童年过去了，当胡须慢慢从嘴角长出，家又成了一个想逃的地方。As I read more and more, my world opened up, presenting a broader picture before me. The bed I used to sleep in became too small, and words of c
