The wind is blowing hard.
The tranquility of the village head at night
The messy bamboo leaves were driven to curl up into a ball.
The rain washed away.
Enter schools, mountains, cities
A winding and rugged country road
early morning
Dewdrops are naughty,
At the top of the peach tree,
There is a swing on the floor.
Grandpa sun,
I also had a stretch.
The whole village,
Soothed by the faint sunshine.
The wind stopped and the rain stopped.
The peach blossom opened and the sun smiled.
This village is full of vitality.
People put old bamboo leaves,
Turn into smoke
Send away their dancing souls.
Black tears,
Fell on a tile covered with a green shirt
A path washed by rain,
Show lovely teeth
The creaking of buckets,
Beat their eardrums
A group of primary school students,
Spread them with soles and thick foundation.
Get them dressed in the morning,
A wet heart
Miss the rain in my hometown,
Miss the bamboo forest behind the house
Miss the second mother's warm palm;
Miss grandpa's long beard
Miss the path in front of the door;
Miss the ancient pillars engraved with,
Traces of my growth
Miss the peach trees in my hometown;
Miss that steaming well.
The cock crows,
Bellows accompaniment,
Herds of cattle and sheep
Singing folk songs,
Carrying a hoe,
Loud reading sound
Silent rain lane,
Let my thoughts flow.
Let's go back to this after many years.
Local human feelings
Everything is still so familiar
So warm
Love in my hometown
Love in my hometown,
Like a song,
Inadvertently,
Take me back to the old days,
How many dreams,
How many nights,
How many times have I raised my glass in other places?
How many times do friends get together
Love in my hometown,
It is too deep.
Love in my hometown,
Like the roaring Yellow River,
Over the years,
Let me toss and turn like this,
It is even more difficult to sleep.
Hold your head high,
Look at the stormy yesterday,
Look at the surging sea,
Drifting me,
That's the feeling.
Walking on the wandering road,
Drifting me,
For an instant,
Those years when the Buddha was put back there.
Happy play,
Happy singing,
Without hesitation,
There is no such sadness.
Childhood stories,
It just slipped through my mind.
Love in my hometown,
Love in my hometown,
Like the deep sea,
My heart has been restless for a long time.
Love in my hometown,
Love in my hometown,
Reminds me of what my mother taught me there,
Quancheng is your hometown,
Go there,
Don't forget to come back
The pace of time,
In such a hurry,
Everything in the past,
This is such a deep friendship.
Hometown, feelings in my heart,
Hometown, the love in my heart,
Hometown, the concern of my life.