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[Breeze] hometown text / Happy Yu Lao Ye has been returning to his hometown for a long time, as if he was in a foreign land. I don't see my childhood road, and my eyes are full of strangeness. Cement country road, no cars and pedestrians. The fertile land is uncultivated, and weeds grow in waste

[Breeze] hometown

Text/Happy Yu Laoye

After a long absence, I returned to my hometown,

It's like going to a foreign land.

I don't see the road of my childhood,

The eyes are full of strangeness.

cement country road,

No cars or pedestrians.

Fertile land is uncultivated,

Wasted weeds.

Western-style building Shizhongjian,

It has been uninhabited for many years.

Young and strong to work,

Go to the city to earn a living.

Old Man Kakumuraguchi,

Looking forward to the return of relatives.

Smell the birds everywhere,

Bad smell of chickens and dogs.

2024/1/24

(Picture from the Internet)

[Breeze] hometown text / Happy Yu Lao Ye has been returning to his hometown for a long time, as if he was in a foreign land. I don't see my childhood road, and my eyes are full of strangeness. Cement country road, no cars and pedestrians. The fertile land is uncultivated, and weeds grow in waste
[Breeze] hometown text / Happy Yu Lao Ye has been returning to his hometown for a long time, as if he was in a foreign land. I don't see my childhood road, and my eyes are full of strangeness. Cement country road, no cars and pedestrians. The fertile land is uncultivated, and weeds grow in waste
[Breeze] hometown text / Happy Yu Lao Ye has been returning to his hometown for a long time, as if he was in a foreign land. I don't see my childhood road, and my eyes are full of strangeness. Cement country road, no cars and pedestrians. The fertile land is uncultivated, and weeds grow in waste
[Breeze] hometown text / Happy Yu Lao Ye has been returning to his hometown for a long time, as if he was in a foreign land. I don't see my childhood road, and my eyes are full of strangeness. Cement country road, no cars and pedestrians. The fertile land is uncultivated, and weeds grow in waste
[Breeze] hometown text / Happy Yu Lao Ye has been returning to his hometown for a long time, as if he was in a foreign land. I don't see my childhood road, and my eyes are full of strangeness. Cement country road, no cars and pedestrians. The fertile land is uncultivated, and weeds grow in waste
[Breeze] hometown text / Happy Yu Lao Ye has been returning to his hometown for a long time, as if he was in a foreign land. I don't see my childhood road, and my eyes are full of strangeness. Cement country road, no cars and pedestrians. The fertile land is uncultivated, and weeds grow in waste

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