Write a poem and a song for my brother.

Your mutilated body,

And smoky eyes,

Go home for me

Go to my house.

Look at my old parents for me,

Give my regards to the girl who is lovesick in her dream.

Go and see those old people for me,

Brother,

Go home for me.

You pass by the noisy market,

Have you seen anyone selling vegetables in the market?

That was my childhood friend,

We used to play together,

Give them a smile,

Say hello to me.

Brother,

You passed the big tree at the end of the village where Western jackdaw in the west built its nest.

Have you seen my white-haired mother?

Give my mother a hug.

Say hello to me,

Wipe away my tears that have not dried up in twenty years,

Help me wipe the frost off her head,

Shout for me.-Mother,

Tell me more about her,

When the bullet entered my chest,

I have seen my mother's tears

The desolation that never fades in the years.

Brother,

You pass by the low east wall,

Looking at the jasmine fragrance in the yard,

Have you seen the girl who stabbed big braid?

That's my lover,

Is the girl in my heart.

Give me the green old mountain orchid,

Take a message for me,

The battlefield after the smoke,

She is the most beautiful scenery in my eyes.

Brother,

You pass by that alley,

Did you see the children having fun?

They have my eyes,

Same accent, same hairstyle.

They are my descendants,

Repeat my childhood games.

Brother,

Give them a smile,

Let them laugh heartily under the blue sky.

Brother,

Drag your disabled body again,

Show me the historical Yellow River basin,

Help me look at the banks of the Yangtze River?

Touch the golden wheat waves for me,

Listen to the pines for me,

Smile at people for me,

Say hello to the earth for me.

I'll stay here,

I can't go back to my hometown, I can't serve my elderly parents,

Never hug my beautiful girl again.

Never see my childhood friends again.

In my lonely soul

I hope you can go back to my hometown for me,

Ask my parents for me,

the past

Remember that I am the most loyal player,

Ask my dear girl again for me,

Tell her,

The rose she sent to the grave has long withered,

But it will always be the brightest light in my soul.

Ask my family for me.

Let them remember

Young loafer

Went to the battlefield over there,

I have never been back to my hometown since then.

Brother,

Come to my grave!

With your crippled body,

Your eyes hurt,

Come to our last battlefield!

This is a promise that we describe with our lives.

With the pride of our writing with blood.

I can't move my body anymore,

I can't smile at you anymore,

My soul is waiting here,

Still guarding the frontier.

Brother,

Twenty years later,

The already calm battlefield,

Quiet night,

I've heard you come here again and again,

Call me brother,

Wake me up crying,

Brother,

My brothers live together.

Go home for me,

Looking back on 20 years,

I can't see my distant hometown,

I can't hear the voices of my relatives,

I can't move my body,

I can't open my eyes,

My soul still has the desire as always,

I am eager for you to come here.

Brother, under the long smoke,

In the sunset,

You come here again and again.

You take kapok filled with it,

What you've been trying to say for 20 years,

You came here,

Brother, go home for me,

Through the vast jungle,

Across thousands of miles.

Go home for me,

Help me track my tracks,

Walk along the river for me,

Go back the way we used to go.

Show me the rivers and mountains of Wan Li.

Look at the flowers in spring for me,

Ears of wheat in autumn,

Whether there are birds tearing on the earth,

And crowded people.

Listen to the surging river for me,

Scenery on both sides of the Taiwan Strait; .

Greet my relatives,

Say hello to my old friend.

To remind them,

Young China soldiers,

Buried in this land. .

Let them remember,

I left my body here,

Building the Great Wall of Wan Li,

Thousands of years of banks,

Our flesh and blood merged into a river,

My soul will always be here,

Waiting for our eternal home.

Brother, go home for me.