Dedicated to mother
When I crossed the Pamirs,
See an ordinary hetian jade
Too much like mom's eyes.
Her purity, connotation and gentleness
Reminds me of my distant hometown.
Think of my hometown under the sky.
Traces of mother's concern
In this life, I can't become a tree.
In your hometown, it will always be your mother to stand by and watch.
When I walked out of the Gobi desert in southern Xinjiang
Give this jade bracelet to my mother.
Simple jade is like a poem without words.
It blooms in the mother's palm.
Now, my mother put the jade bracelet
Wear it on a girl's wrist.
The wet jade bracelet reflects the mother's smile.
The fence opened before my eyes.
The girl wearing a jade bracelet.
Became my bride
Why is it called the bride?
The bride, the mother gave her all her love.
Become a wife
Stay with me from now on.