That day I knew she was married, I didn't sleep all night, I drove more than three hundred kilometers downstairs, slowly smoked a cigarette, the sky gradually brightened, the sound of firecrackers,

That day I knew she was married.

I didn't sleep all night.

I drove more than three hundred kilometers downstairs to her house.

Slowly smoked a cigarette,

The sky was getting brighter, and the sound of firecrackers sounded,

The welcoming convoy arrived.

She was beautiful in her wedding dress that day,

When I drove a few kilometers with the convoy,

Received her message:

Don't send it, don't send it, your hand tractor is too loud...