We used to shake the squeaky waterwheel together,
Let water pour into the fields, irrigate fertile fields,
Being with you, smelling your body fragrance, I am intoxicated.
I dare not look you in the eye,
Because I don't know when I fell in love with you.
Like your fiery eyes, your eyes are printed in my heart,
Let me miss you at any time.
You went from a shy and weak girl,
Join us in the scorching sun and go barefoot to plant seedlings in the fields.
Wear a hat to cut rice and raise fields, and follow everyone to pick rice and deliver food.
I read your persistence and strength in your weak figure.
We set foot on Zita Law together to pull firewood in the mountains,
Like farmers, we take off bricks and burn kilns to raise livestock.
We hung oil lamps, lit bonfires and performed outdoors.
Playing and singing attracted nearby farmers to get together.
We learn from the old peasants and fight against heaven.
Suffering and sweating in the vast world.
On Sunday in your barren land,
We sowed the seeds of hope and harvested a bumper harvest.
I often look up at the night sky and miss you.
Looking at the vast galaxy, thinking of you,
Forty years of life is rough, and the years are fleeting.
I am always recalling our hard educated youth era.
Looking back on our sisters who were desperate to jump the queue,
My brothers, educated youth,
Recalling my unforgettable first love,
Here you are-Sunday ruined our love!
Today, 40 years later, we meet again.
Can we climb to the top of the mountain and watch the stars together?
Your song is ringing in my ears again tonight,
Let me be intoxicated again, but I can only call you dear in my heart!
Everyone goes their separate ways, they already have a family,
We dedicated our boiling blood to the mountains and rivers of our motherland.
In those difficult days, we fell in love and I fell in love with you.
Ruthless history makes us break up childish, and there is no intersection.
I still remember the red flag in my heart.
The battle songs that resounded through the sky are still sung in my heart.
I jumped the queue through thick and thin, and all Sunday's sisters are here?
I am like a brother. The educated youth brothers have long been far apart!
Do you remember when we put it here-Sunday,
That rainy season 40 years ago,
We grab the ears of rice together and pull the rice back to the village with a scooter.
Those deep rut marks have turned each of us into clay figurines.
We used to sweat and sow hope here.
Today, 40 years later, we met.
We walked in the footsteps of youth and returned to our hometown.
We once jumped the queue and settled here, becoming the worst cultivators.
Ah!
Vicissitudes can't erase the memory of the past.
How can we forget the burning years of lost youth?
Cross the ocean to show your true colors as a hero,
Only when the waves wash the sand can you see the real golden light.
The vast world is engraved with the footprints of our struggle.
Blue sky and white clouds fly our youthful dreams,
Rolling rice waves are full of our hard work.
The morning sun and the sunset glow warm our sad hearts.
The battle song of heaven and earth resounded through the sky,
My sister is desperate to cut in line,
My brothers, educated youth,
The feelings of educated youth who have known each other for years can fall from the sky.
I look up at the night sky and miss you tonight.
The distance of separation is like the milky way in the sky.
Where were our cross paths when they met?
Where can I find you in the vast sea of people?
We are struggling in confusion and struggle,
Through that difficult time,
We use bitter and unforgettable time,
Wrote a ten-year history rooted in the countryside.
Our friendship is interrelated,
Although we live in poverty, we have never been depressed.
Although we are humble, we should unite as one.
We are still strong in the world!
We use young flesh and blood,
We have created the strong soul of educated youth in China,
In our historical journey,
We are * * * and the sun that never sets on the land of China!
I look up at the night sky and miss you tonight.
Life forty years ago was as fresh as evergreen pine and cypress,
The blood in the body merged into a river,
Put our hearts together and write the great love in our hearts into a song!
I look up at the night sky and miss you tonight.
We walked in the footsteps of youth and returned to our hometown.
Looking back, we will never cry again.
Looking forward to the future, our life will be happier and happier.
Dear educated youth friends, my brothers and sisters,
Let's cherish the wonderful time together today.
Reconnect to the Internet and erect the Great Wall,
Let's re-establish a brand-new Sunday interactive group network.
Tonight we sing and dance to celebrate the reunion.
I can't stop talking about my sadness, I can't stop talking about my thoughts,
Let's keep the friendship of educated youth warm and perfect each other's lives.
Harmony and great love, we are still strong in the world!
Let's keep the friendship of educated youth warm and perfect each other's lives.
Harmony and great love, we are still strong in the world!