Singer: Tu Honggang
Yellow land in my hometown
Used to build dikes by wind and sand.
No stars, no moon.
Only the tired north wind is breathing.
Women's tears and men's sweat
Kick the plowman's feet into the mud
Wait until the autumn harvest, it's time to harvest.
I wonder how many meters there will be on the threshing floor.
The ancestors left this yellow land.
When can I change my appearance?
I have to ask myself and you.
No more blame, no more sighs.
Tears of the past and sweat of the present
Merge into a long wave and melt into the yellow land.
Wait until the autumn harvest, it's time to harvest.
I can't count how many meters there are in the threshing floor.
Do you remember the geese flying in the sky?
Where is the original yellow land now?