Hometown is beautiful, and the most beautiful thing is the water in that hometown.
In the morning, the sun shines on the lotus and sleeps in the water.
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The moon landed on the lake.
My hometown is beautiful, and my favorite is the water in that hometown.
My brother sat on the piano by the water, and the willow was drunk.
Sister Amei is busy washing clothes.
How crisp the laughter is
The beauty of hometown, the beauty of hometown
The most beautiful is the soft water in my hometown.
A gentle wind blowing by the water.
Swallows in the sky fly leisurely.
Wandering in the distance, please come back quickly.
Hometown is beautiful, and the most beautiful thing is the people in that hometown.
Singing every day is gratifying every year.
One side of the soil and water, one side of the family.
Rooted in the heart
The beauty of hometown, the beauty of hometown
The most beautiful is the soft water in my hometown.
A gentle wind blowing by the water.
Swallows in the sky fly leisurely.
Wandering in the distance, please come back quickly.
The beauty of hometown, the beauty of hometown
The most beautiful is the soft water in my hometown.
A gentle wind blowing by the water.
Swallows in the sky fly leisurely.
When I was a child, I always wondered,
This winding road,
Why is it so long,
Let the little me never reach the end of the road.
When I was a child, I always complained,
This closed and crowded town,
How can it be so narrow,
Let me never see the end.
When I was a child, I wanted to fly very much.
I always feel that my family has tied my wings.
I always feel that my dream is sealed in love.
Always impatient.
When I grow up, the roads and water in my hometown.
You can only savor it in your dreams.
The city lights are very bright,
But the one that belongs to me is gone.
The sky in the city is vast,
But I just lack the wings to shelter me from the wind and rain.
It's a long way home. Now that I think about it,
As silk as thread,
Tie the wandering heart outside.
The city of my hometown,
If you build a shed,
It is an eternal spiritual refuge for vagrants.
The years are getting colder,
My hometown is idle.
On a cold night,
This desire,
Go to the Woods,
Go to the farmland.
Take the corn stalk,
Hide and seek,
Playboy is very stubborn.
The north wind blows,
Snowflakes fall,
Happy and carefree.
At the foot of Langya Mountain,
Is my hometown,
My cradle.
Shili Golden Beach,
Shili Taoyuan.
With the wind and rain,
How many years?
The hardest thing to forget is,
During the summer vacation:
In the shade,
Catch cicadas.
Inside the pond:
Play with each other,
Pick lotus flowers.
By the sea:
In the face of rough waves,
Sail,
Swing fishing boat.
In the fishing song:
At night,
Forget it.
How much hope is there in the dream?
Looking at home,
Affectionate
My hometown has beautiful scenery,
The water in my hometown is sweet.
When is the triumph?