Stream
Water
The transparent stream water is as clear as mother’s eyes.
In spring, your eyes are full of beauty;
In summer, your eyes are full of deep green;
In autumn, your eyes are full of green Chengbi;
In winter, you are tired - you close your eyes and stop singing.
You take in the clouds in the blue sky, the sunset in the dusk, and the stars in the night sky; you still leave behind my childhood figure.
Ha! The rustling sugar cane forest by the stream and the sweet wind once blew my childhood dreams! I lay next to you and felt the happiness of leaning on my mother's chest...
You are an ancient song in our lives--
You see the wedding team riding on donkeys coming, and a few suonas play sad music;
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You see a few strong men carrying a heavy wooden coffin, carrying the old man up the hillside;
You also hear: the wheelbarrow at the foot of the mountain, carrying a squeaking The voice moans and groans in the poor land...
Without you, who would have left us with the natural colors;
Who would have recorded for us the sorrow and joy of the mountain people? What?
Transparent stream, you gave me a pair of eyes that can distinguish colors.
When I am by your side and find myself becoming a teenager, I have to travel far away.
Just like the mother who raised me, send me out of the mountain