In the vague memory of my childhood, I was born in a white yurt, and the smoke curled up.
Grassland is the blue when I sleep, my playmate when I play and my study.
Palace. The land that raised me, I regard it as my own, bathing in my river.
Ah, why are you always as pure as mother's milk?
The goshawk is in the sky, the black steed is flying at will, and there are a sea of people under the Pingdingshan.
Cattle and sheep, and you, my grassland in the sky, and your melodious pastoral songs accompany me to sleep every night.
Villages and towns I like riding horses and singing loudly. It's like going back to the legendary era. I
I am eager to become a surging wave like my grandparents, to travel around the world and see my grandfather's story.
The boundless ocean.
Now, I really left you, came to this strange place and disappeared from the yurt.
Without the pasture, I kept running for a small ideal in my heart. There was laughter.
There are tears, pride and discouragement. But, but I never regret it, because every time
When I dragged my tired body to sleep, I found your melodious pastoral music ringing in my ears again.
Ring; I found that my heart has been jumping on the green grassland. Like crystal.
In the clear river, I really find that the song is like a horn, and that heart keeps flowing.
Give me strength and hope!
Tengger Tower, the grassland in my sky, I didn't understand why my ancestors until now.
After all the hardships, I still want to come back to you. Why do I always feel that I am in a foreign land?
You've been expecting me!
Mongolian is the son of grassland, and the son of grassland is homesick.
Tengritala, my sky grassland, please listen to me. I am also the son of the grassland.
I am also the son of the grassland. Everything I do today is to be able to one day.
Come back to your side, wipe away the wrinkles on your face, drive away the raging storm for you, and let you
The old smile blooms again!
Wait for me, my grassland in the sky, my hometown of birth, my mother!
It was this essay that I used at that time. Beautiful and touching. In other words, the following one is also very good. This song sung by Han Hong is based on the following true story. It was an autumn evening, and a young couple took their children to the mountains to take a cable car. Who knows, the cable car suddenly broke down in the middle. All the people are hanging high in the air. People shouted, "Help, help." Even so, it can't stop bad luck. Suddenly, the cable car plummeted, accompanied by people's panic and screaming, and fell into a bottomless valley. At the last moment of their lives, the couple thought nothing but one thought: the child can't die. They used all their strength to lift the child with both hands. A loud noise shook the whole valley, the cable car turned into a pile of scrap iron, and everyone on board died. The only one who survived was the child, whose parents held up the starting point of his rebirth with their hands and love. The child is crying. He doesn't know what happened when he was a child. He only vaguely remembers that in that beautiful scenery, in that terrible noise and in that dark valley, he will never see his parents again. When he was young, he just thought: the sun will come out soon. It's dawn I want to find my parents!