"Fathers and Folks"
I was born in a small mountain village
There are my folks there
The beard is full of stories< /p>
The local accent is hidden in the silly smile
You call me by your baby name again and again
You call me by your baby name again and again
How intimate
How much love
How much happiness
Ah fellow folks
Ah fellow folks
My hard-working and kind fellow folks
< p>Even if a tree is a thousand feet high, it will never forget its rootsmusic
I have lived in many small mountain villages
My fellow villagers are everywhere
< p>Millet raised me upTaught me how to be a good person in the wind and rain
Send me on the road when I say goodbye
Send me on the road when I say goodbye
How many warnings
How much expectations
How much affection
Ah, fellow villagers
Ah, fellow fellows
< p>My hard-working and kind-hearted fellow countrymenEven if a tree is a thousand feet high, it cannot forget its roots
My fellow folks who share the joys and sorrows
"September "Jiu's Wine"
It's the ninth day of the ninth lunar month and we gather at night again
People who are homesick are drifting outside
It's the ninth month of the ninth month and we are even more sad and sad. Worry
The plan to go home is always in my heart
Walking, walking, walking until September 9th
No spirits and no greetings in a foreign land
Only September 9th can be achieved when there is freedom at home
Relatives and friends raise their glasses and fill up the wine
Drink up the nostalgia and fall drunk at the doorstep
Only when there is freedom at home can there be September 9th
"Good People, Good Dreams"
Your smile warmly moved me in the spring light
Farewell to that You know my heart best about yesterday’s hurt and pain
Even though the night is dim, you still know where to go
You and I have walked through rain and wind and slowly brought our hearts closer
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Just let me silently and sincerely do everything for you without words
It goes without saying that being together for a long time makes us feel different
Even if there is a lot of charm in the world, I still have a soft spot for this species
My dear, I will always wish you good dreams
Good people have good dreams
The clouds of my hometown
The clouds drifting across my hometown
It keeps calling me
When the breeze around me blows gently
There is a voice Call to me
Come back, come back
Wandering wanderer
Don’t wander around
Treading heavy steps< /p>
The road back home is so long
When the breeze around you blows gently
Come back, come back
Wandering people in the world
Come back, come back
I am tired of wandering
I am full of fatigue
There are tears of sadness in my eyes
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The wind of my hometown, the clouds of my hometown
Erase the scars for me
I was once so proud
I came back with an empty bag
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The wind of my hometown, the clouds of my hometown
Heal my wounds
music...
Blowing the soil of my hometown The fragrance
Come back, come back
Wandering wanderer
Come back, come back
Come back, come back< /p>
Don’t wander around
I am already full of exhaustion
My eyes are full of bitter tears
The wind of my hometown, the clouds of my hometown
Erase the scars for me
I was once so proud
The wind of my hometown and the clouds of my hometown
Heal the wounds for me
Returning with an empty bag
The wind in my hometown and the clouds in my hometown
Heal my wounds