"Hometown" - Yan Xuejing.
Words: Zhang Haili, music: Daping.
Under the clouds on the horizon, but my hometown, I miss her in the distance.
The small river is flowing with the joy of childhood.
Under the curling smoke, my own father and mother lived.
Ah give birth to my hometown, raise my hometown. In the summer, there are endless green gauze tents, and in winter, the sky is full of snowflakes.
How many times have I called you affectionately, hot tears, accompanied by the sunset, accompanied by the sunset, accompanied by the sunset.
In the silver moonlight, but in my old home, I looked at him from afar in front of my bed.
The green plains planted my colorful dreams, and the grains and grains in the swarthy land raised me.
Ah, my hometown, my hometown, my hometown. Who sings the intoxicating tune at the head of the village, and the stage for the New Year is set up there again this year.
I finally saw you that day, and that was when I returned to my hometown with a happy dream, a dream of returning to my hometown, a dream of returning to my hometown.
(Image source network) video creative editor: Hu Dunchun, production: Caiyou 0584.
Note: This article is based on the folk song "Hometown" sung by Yan Xuejing.