Who is singing folk songs in the square?
You can't sing one song after another.
Cultivators have a long emotional history.
Baiyun is Shan Ge herding sheep.
Clusters of grass are a playground for sheep.
There was a man singing in a gust of mountain wind.
Shan Ge quietly lost himself in the song.
That's the harp calling in the smoke.
Shan Ge, the sun has climbed on my forehead.
Sheep's belly is round and full of milk.
Swing the whip and go home early.
Since that heartless man left his piano.
Shan Ge, you took the sheep's whip.
Wiped the tears of the piano with the sleeve.
You watered the dry crops with sweat.
At the bottom of the barren hills, you waved a hoe for land reclamation.
Ruthless years have destroyed Shan Ge.
Shan Ge is as dark as a ridge at night.
The harp has lost its weight like straw in the wind.
A Cheng, let me always help you herd the sheep.
Shan Ge, I can't forget that bleeding scar.
Harp, the wind has stitched up the wound.
I don't want to see you do duckweed.
Shan Ge, Rain is falling all has put out the enthusiasm.
I know loneliness is a terrible evil.
Harp, I have a pair of suffering shoulders.
My shoulder is waiting for you to give me gentle support all my life.
Shan Ge, I have big hands in pain.
Can you feel tenderness when I touch you?
A cup of coarse tea and a light meal.
Bundles of firewood, puffs of smoke
A series of earth walls were erected in the orchard.
Floating Shan Ge, a drop of blood and sweat.
There are chickens and dogs barking in the orchard.
Play the dream clothes of the harp one by one.
The number of sheep increases every day.
The room is also full of wheat.
Shan Ge, I can't stand up anymore.
My back aches, and I can't swallow any more food.
Chin, sell a sheep and a flowered skirt.
Here are two bags of wheat to pay the children's tuition.
We've been in pain for half our lives
Children can't be allowed to herd sheep all their lives.
Shan Ge, did you suffer with me?
Have fun there.
Say "peace" when you see that damn fool.
Just say me. I have a good life.
You two brothers just take care of each other.
Let me boil the water and cook for you.
The children did well in school.
I will definitely wear that flowered skirt when I come.
Remember to wait for me. Remember to wait for me
You must not drink Mengpo soup when crossing Naihe Bridge.
In this life, Jean is the woman with you.
There are sheep on the ground and white clouds in the sky.
Your smiling face is hidden in white clouds.
The sheep are full of harp happiness.
Harp looked at the white clouds and saw Shan Ge.
Shan Ge looked at the sheep and thought of the harp.
One road leads to another ditch.
On one side, the harp is singing in the field.
White clouds are blossoming. It is A Cheng who is herding sheep.
Clusters of grass are Qiner's home.
At home, he and Shan Ge.
Miss you, Chin sang a folk song.