1. When Yu Guangzhong is homesick,
Homesickness is a small stamp,
I'm at this end,
Mom is over there.
Yu Guangzhong is nostalgic
When I grow up,
Homesickness is a narrow ticket,
I'm at this end,
The bride is over there.
Later,
Homesickness is a short grave,
I'm outside,
Mom's inside.
now
Homesickness is a shallow strait,
I'm at this end,
The mainland is over there
English translation/ translator/ interpreter
When I was young,
My homesickness is a small stamp,
I am here,
My mother is there.
When I grow up,
My homesickness is a narrow ticket,
I am here,
My bride is there.
Later,
My homesickness is a small grave,
I'm outside,
My mother is in there.
now
My homesickness is a shallow strait,
I am here,
The mainland is there.
2, Xi Murong homesickness of: Xi Murong
The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan.
It always rings with the moon at night.
The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.
Like waves in the fog
After parting
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
English translation/ translator/ interpreter
This song is a local flute, quiet and distant.
The moon always rings at night.
The face of home is a vague desire.
Waving goodbye is like fog.
After parting
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
3, Taoxiang season Author: Ai Hua
A heavy dream,
Hanging in the vast fields,
A fragrant breeze,
Blow up the farmhouse,
That spoony heart.
Dream, not lingering,
In a festive atmosphere,
Colorful golden waves,
Swinging in the arms of the water town,
People drank thousands of glasses of wine,
Right here-
When the fertile fields are fragrant.
4, wandering thoughts: Leng Yue
Miss the mountains in my hometown,
The mountains in my hometown are very green.
Miss the water in my hometown,
The water in my hometown is so green.
Miss the clouds in my hometown,
The clouds in my hometown are so light.
People who miss their hometown,
People in my hometown are so close.
Miss the wanderer,
Day after day,
I hope that people and green mountains and green waters will last for a long time.
One day * * * meet again.
5, Wang Xiangtai Author: Yao Ling
On the homesickness platform,
Stepping at the foot of the mountain,
Looking at a cloud in the sky,
The wind brought the local accent.
Without Lin Tao around,
The mountain road is curved and narrow,
There's only one way home,
Go straight to the station home.
Seeing the mountains and water in my hometown,
Seeing willows and locusts in my hometown,
And the pine trees in front of our house,
Just like my grandmother.
Thousands of miles away from home,
It's been years,
Homesickness will never disappear,
Come to Wangxiangtai every year.
6, homesick author: Jincheng
When the bell of dawn strikes,
Wake up from a deep sleep,
Dream? Maybe this is a homesick dream,
Spring breeze and autumn wind,
Send away yesterday's parting,
The beauty of melody,
My heart that I can't let go is my hometown.
Wind and rain turn into tiny water drops,
Follow the footsteps of the wind,
Rooted in love,
Whispering among willow branches and leaves,
Hometown, are you okay?
Shuttling between the stars and the moon,
In my heart, I always miss my hometown.
Wanderers who go out will be homesick. I wonder if everyone is also full of homesickness?