Through glory, glory, once fascinating, once yearning, a good song is always thought-provoking and unforgettable, please enjoy Lang Lang's hometown.
Missing flows in front of the door. I planted my childhood on the shore. Years have shed the shell of growth. Time exhausted my father's strength. The inverted tea fragrance penetrated the thick wall of time and remained on the mother's face forever. Yes, my hometown will always be our warm harbor and our haunting place. Please enjoy Lang Lang's hometown.