Scared away the dream of my hometown.
The dim morning light blurred the village.
The vast Huaibei plain is submerged in the distance.
A little green in front of me is wrapped in fallen leaves.
Hanhan waited, waiting for his mother's hug.
A cool breeze
Let me calm down.
My hometown has entered late autumn.
A floating leaf slowly falls.
Like a golden butterfly
Recall the distant green.
That once dreamy dream
Ripe fruit is their only pride.
The air still smells of fruit.
A wrinkled sweet smile.
And the smell in the children's pockets
Yuan Ye in autumn undulates and stretches into the distance.
The girls' songs came faintly.
Struggling leaves are swaying in the tall trees.
The wind drowned her cry.
The children have all left home.
Mother left a sigh in her smile.
Glittering tears fall with the leaves.
Autumn in my hometown lingers in black soil.
New life is growing.
Cooking smoke and alleys waft with the fragrance of fruits and vegetables.
Strange, I'm on a road full of weeds
Follow the footsteps of childhood
Looking for the lost childhood
Dewdrops wet my trouser legs.
Poetry flows under your feet.
Qiu Ji blinked and smiled strangely.
In the fire, the smell of corn aroused childhood dreams.
The children's laughter stopped at the end of the alley.
The sun splashed out from the east.
Suddenly lost the familiar village.
The bull summoned by Cleisthenes.
Only a wisp of fragrance and a chill remain.