Above the wheat field above the wheat field
My hometown
Wandering on the golden waves.
The joy of harvest
A wanderer in a foreign land
Return in the call of hometown
Sinking ears of wheat
The sails are rippling in June.
Reflect the familiar home.
A foreign land melted in the wheat waves
Deeply concerned
In the freshness after the rain
Feel a drop of dew
in one's soul of souls
go for a walk
Outside Yanmenguan is my hometown.
The name is printed on the chest of the plateau.
The ancient trees along the Sanggan River are fragrant.
Cattle and sheep fat in the foothills of Hong Tao
Thoughts on goose feather mouth
Overlooking the golden beach
Huairen, an ancient hometown.
Thousands of years of history write down your vicissitudes.
Outside Yanmenguan is my hometown.
Dress up the faces of the four seasons in spring
Time is like a song.
Time is like a dream, and dreams are fragrant
The star of hope shines
The flower of happiness blooms
Huairen, a beautiful hometown.
Clouds in the north love your scenery.
Outside Yanmenguan is my hometown.
The Yellow River flows through the beating heart.
The Wyner River is connected with the waves.
The benevolent wind blows into the distance.
Avenue extension yearning
Passion dominates everything.
Huairen, the hometown of youth
The morning glow in the east dyed your makeup.
Hometown poems haven't been back to Beishan for a long time.
Heart in the belly
Run faster than the wheels of a car
The busiest thing is the eyes.
in glasses/ with a pair of glasses
I can't believe how busy I am.
Reach out your hand.
Hold fast to the mountain wind.
The nose can quickly distinguish the smell of hometown.
Here we are, here we are.
The sharpest eyes
First of all, I shouted out my heart.
Like a grain of dust
Throw yourself into the arms of your hometown
I suddenly felt particularly stable.
Sunshine conveys the enthusiasm of fellow villagers.
Trees lined up to welcome, every leaf
Face as clear and kind.
The local accent fills my ears.
Chew carefully.
My mouth smells of my hometown.
Nobody got me drunk that day.
I'm drunk.
I ended up drunk.
Fortunately, I won't throw up.
until today
Still in my heart, slowly ruminating on my hometown.