Xi Murong
Father's grassland and mother's river flow
Father once described the fragrance of grassland like this.
Let him never forget each other at the ends of the earth.
Mother always likes to describe the mighty river.
Running in my hometown on the remote Mongolian plateau
Now I finally see this vast land.
Standing on the fragrant grassland, my tears rained down.
The river is singing the blessings of our ancestors.
Bless the wandering children and find their way home.
Ah! Father's grassland
Ah! mother river
Although I can't say it in my mother tongue.
Please accept my sadness and my happiness.
I am also a child on the plateau.
I have a song in my heart.
There are father's grassland and mother's river in the song.
Epileptic seizure
Please sing a song for me.
In that forgotten ancient language
Please call gently with a beautiful vibrato.
Great rivers and mountains in my heart
That is a sight that only exists outside the Great Wall.
Who said the tone of Saiqu was too sad?
If you don't want to hear it,
That's because ... ...
There is no desire for you in the song.
We always have to sing and sing.
Like a grassland shining with golden light thousands of miles away
It's like sand whistling through the desert.
For example, along the Yellow River.
Yinshanbang
Heroes ride strong.
Go home with honor.
Flowering tree
Xi Murong
How can I meet you?
At this most beautiful moment
for this reason
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.
Buddha made me a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
Under?the?sun
Carefully full of flowers.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
When you get close,
Listen carefully
Trembling leaves
This is the passion I am waiting for.
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
My friend,
Not falling petals
But my withered heart.