Father's grassland and mother's river?
Father once described the fragrance of grassland like this.
Let him never forget each other in the ends of the earth?
Mom always likes to describe the mighty river?
Running in my hometown on the remote Mongolian plateau
Now I finally see this vast land?
Standing on the fragrant grassland, I burst into tears?
Is the river singing the blessings of its ancestors?
Bless the wandering children to find their way home?
Ah! Father's grassland?
Ah! mother river
Although I can't say it in my mother tongue.
Please accept my sadness and my happiness.
I am also a plateau child.
Have a song in your heart?
Father's grassland and mother's river are all in the song?
◎ farewell song?
Please sing a song for me.
In that forgotten ancient language
Please call gently with a beautiful vibrato.
Great rivers and mountains in my heart
That is a sight that only exists outside the Great Wall.
Who said the tone of Saiqu was too sad?
If you don't want to hear it,
That's because ... ...
There is no desire for you in the song.
We always have to sing and sing.
Like a grassland shining with golden light thousands of miles away
It's like sand whistling through the desert.
Like the Yinshan Mountain on the bank of the Yellow River.
Heroes ride strong.
Go home with honor.
◎ A tree blossoms and sits on Mr. Murong?
How can I meet you?
At this most beautiful moment?
For this?
I prayed to the Buddha for 500 years?
Praying for Buddha makes us have a dusty relationship?
So the Buddha turned me into a tree?
Growing up in the path you must take?
In the sun?
Carefully full of flowers?
Is it all my hopes in my previous life?
When you get close.
Would you please listen carefully?
That trembling leaf?
Is it my passion for waiting?
When you finally walk by casually.
Fell behind you?
Friends?
Isn't that a petal?
But my withered heart.