My home, my paradise.
The moon is hidden in the sky.
Hometown, you are in a dream.
You are in my dream.-Wang.
hometown
Original song: Xu Wei
The sunset on the horizon reflected on my face again.
Reflect my uneasy heart again.
What is this place? Still so desolate.
The endless journey is so long.
I am a prodigal son who always walks alone in the distance.
You are my woman in the vast sea of people.
Every cold night, on the road in a foreign land.
Missing makes my heart ache like a knife.
I always see your helpless eyes in my dreams.
My heart was awakened again.
I stand here and want to break up with you.
You are so lonely standing in the crowd.
That's your broken heart
My heart is so wild
You will always be my hometown.
You are always waiting for me alone.
Every cold night, on the road in a foreign land.
Missing makes my heart ache like a knife.
I always see your helpless eyes in my dreams.
My heart was awakened again.
I stand here and want to break up with you.
You are so lonely standing in the crowd.
That's your broken heart
My heart is so wild
I always see your helpless eyes in my dreams.
My heart was awakened again.
I always see myself walking home in my dreams.
You stand in the sunset and have a beautiful face.
That's your skirt flying.
That's you gentle as water.
Du Fu in Spring
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist, trees and grass turn green again in spring, petals flow down like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother Wang Wei in Shandong.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Tian Jingsha Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines and old trees, faint crows, flowing bridges, old roads with thin horses in the west wind, heartbroken people in the sunset.