The mountains and countryside have become good and the song | Yang Satellite

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The mountains and countryside have changed dramatically to play songs

Yang Weixing, a member of the China Music Copyright Association and the Provincial Musicians Association, is currently the vice chairman of the Lianyuan Writers Association and the vice chairman of the Lianyuan Music and Dance Dramatists Association.

Meiling may drunk people

Yangmeiling, Yangmeihong,

Meiling may red rain spray.

The boy shakes the arbutus on the tree,

Brother shake the bayberry sister to rip the puff.

Shake down Meiling "Money Rain"

Shake off bursts of laughter.

The buddies are picking plums together,

It's like a rainbow falling from the mountains.

Laughter collides, songs collide,

Meiling may drunk people.

String of mountain songs to ripen the plum,

Bayberry cooked to welcome the guests.

Bring out the fragrant bayberry wine,

Alcohol is not intoxicating.

Distant guests you take a little away,

Don't forget me Yangling Yangmei red.

Village March Tea debuts

Country March Tea debuts,

The sisters team is busy picking tea.

East side of the line,

Smiling faces reflect the light;

West side of the quarry,

Bright moonlight overhead.

Sisters team picking tea return,

Green tea is full of love baskets.

The sisters were both busy rubbing tea.

Laughing around the tea machine,

Singing with machine singing;

Skillfully kneading,

Green tea slices are fragrant.

Affectionately kneaded into fragrant tea,

Fragrant from all over the world.

Taste of home

Taste a piece of braised pork with joy,

Take a bite of fried tofu and leave a fragrant mouth,

Drink a cup of medicinal shochu full of energy,

Eating a poached egg has a deep meaning for a long time.

Ah, that's the taste of home.

Fill my mouth and intoxicate my heart.

The taste of home is my mother's advice,

The taste of home is Daddy's gaze,

The taste of home is on my heart day by day...

Shake the big fan cool breeze refreshing,

Put on that native cloth shoes with ease and comfort,

Live in this adobe house warm in winter and cool in summer,

Sleep in this plank bed and dream in pairs.

I miss it for the rest of my life.

The smell of home is inspiring,

The smell of home gives me strength,

The taste of home night after night in my dreamland...

The rice stick prints a harvest painting

Autumn to the mountains to spread the good story,

Every household makes rice dumplings.

Boy beating the gavel,

The girl grabbed the stone;

Sister-in-law palm impression,

The old man prints water splashes.

Today the peasants are rich,

It's round and big.

Owner's Birthday Star,

The West family marries the daughter;

Upstairs Tim Fuwa,

Go down to the house to send relatives home.

The days are rich and happy,

The rice stick prints a harvest painting.

I love the mountains in all seasons of spring

I love the mountains and the four seasons of spring,

Spring stays in the mountains.

Morning mist gently drifting spring tea tender,

Huangmei rain wash bamboo leaf green,

The golden wind stains the mountain fruit red,

Lamei branches laugh at the spring breeze.

Ah, I love the mountains,

Affectionately dissolved into the mountain spring,

Watered more intensely in spring.

There are my good folks in the mountains.

The boy's heart is like a mountain beauty,

The girl's love is clearer than the mountain spring.

Wood fire downstairs of the wooden house laughs,

Soulful wine drunk guests.

Transformed into a green leaf hanging mountain forest,

Reciprocate the grace of the mountain.

We have many birthday stars in our village

The immortal crane of the green pine,

We have many birthday stars in our village.

Gu Rare's eyes are good,

Embroidery under the lamp is like shuttle;

Old-fashioned waist plate hard,

Go into town to visit relatives and ride a motorcycle.

Crane hair childlike face full of spring,

Heart wide body Taylor hehe.

Eighty fathers practicing tai chi,

The clouds flow well and freely;

Ninety mothers-in-law play mountain songs,

Tease the lark also come and go.

Happy days are sung,

The more you cross, the more you love your new life.

The spring breeze blows green new farmhouses

Spring breeze blows green new farmhouse,

Flowers are planted in front of and behind the house.

Sprinkle the red peony seeds,

Planted with green jasmine;

The thin man carries the bucket to water,

The old man tied up a bamboo fence.

Men, women and children work together,

Paint a landscape painting of the mountains.

The villages are picturesque.

The morning glory climbed under the eaves,

With the old man blowing;

Peony smiled and leaned on the balcony,

Accompany the girl hook window flowers.

The people of the mountains are now more beautiful than the flowers,

Happy days are as beautiful as flowers.

Good days soaked in honey

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New rice on the koshiki sake,

The aroma of fine wine is intoxicating;

Sesame seeds into the sesame oil,

Stir-fried vegetables in sesame oil fill the table.

The Party brings us good days,

Good days are sweet in the heart.

Sugarcane unearthed higher and higher,

Sweet sugar cane song

Larynx;

A hundred flowers attract bees to pick,

Honey juice streams of honey bees returning home.

Good days soaked in honey.

House meeting

Village house meeting,

Open in a small courtyard,

Men and women, young and old, in circles,

A cup of hot tea warms your heart.

Learning policy talks about science and technology,

Impart skills to long wisdom;

The wrongdoer untied the knot in his heart,

Shake hands and smile slightly.

The party's traditional spring breeze warms,

Blow it to make the people laugh and raise their eyebrows.

Raced through Zhuge Hui,

Men, women and children offer good advice,

Brainstorming to bring living water;

Poverty alleviation and poverty alleviation,

The crowd drew the blueprint in unison;

Work together to broaden the road to riches,

Skillfully hold the golden mountain back.

The party's policy points to the rich road,

The future of rural revitalization is beautiful.

I came from civilized villages

Green water and green mountains smile,

I came from civilized villages.

New buildings fly laughing,

Household balcony blossoms;

Chickens and ducks flock to cattle and sheep rejoice,

Five grains fengdeng happy;

Rice wine is fragrant and crisp,

Harvest drums with feet.

Walk once in the civilized village,

The beautiful scenery of the farmhouse comes into the painting.

Full of passion and full of love,

Respect the old and love the young to pass on the good stories,

Neighborly harmony and many dear;

Walk the road of happiness hand in hand,

Five good families add color;

Work together to build a new countryside,

Red heart to the party spirit heroic.

Live one night in civilized villages,

Poetry comes to sleep.

Yang Weixing has persisted in amateur literary and artistic creation for 40 years, persevered, and worked tirelessly, publishing or broadcasting more than 1,000 songs, lyrics, and other works in more than 100 newspapers, periodicals, radio stations, and television stations across the country, such as "Lexicon", "Central People's Radio", "CCTV", "People's Daily", Hunan Television, and other hundred newspapers and periodicals, radio stations, and television stations across the country, among which the songs "Meiling May Drunken People", "The People Have the Party Happiness and Longevity", "Xiangzhong Mirror", and "Amorous Lianshui" have won awards at the national, provincial, and Loudi city levels. Because of his outstanding achievements in literary and artistic creation, he once won the "Hunan Provincial Youth Self-study Talent Award".