天,很冷很冷,漆黑的高速公路上车子很少,大年初四,琼一个人驾车疾驰在回家的路上。记不得来回多少次了,两年多来,就像今晚这样,有空就飞驶在江门——广州的路途上,往返200多公里,仿佛那永无止境的舞程线,好长好长……两年来,当晚霞落下,当城市的灯火升起,总有一个爱舞而坚强的女子,从珠江三角洲一个自己土生土长的小城,风尘仆仆地赶往另外一座似熟非熟的不 Days, it is cold and cold, very few cars on the dark highway, New Year’s Day, Joan driving a gallop on the way home. Can not remember how many times back and forth, more than two years, like tonight, free to fly in Jiangmen - Guangzhou on the way, more than 200 kilometers, as if that endless dance line, so good Long ... ... two years, when the evening falls, when the city’s lights rise, there is always a love and strong woman, from the Pearl River Delta, a small town of their own natives, busy schedule to rush to another familiar