Red Wuxiang is the hometown

Wang Yong

One

Several times back to my hometown in my dreams,

Has Wushan Township changed?

The wandering wanderer hopes to visit you as soon as possible,

Majestic Taihang Mountain, please don't block me again!

Wave after wave of wheat field turning,

Line after line of qiu Liu's hand gestures.

Cheerful songs are sung in the heart,

The year of Zhifei was as excited as a bird.

High-speed trains snake like dragons,

Chasing the wind and electricity, an arc of rainbow hangs in the sky.

Why do you need the foolish prince Sun Bi liping heavenly danger,

Father Quack praises the gods of the world today!

I haven't had time to sort out my thoughts yet,

The tears in the corners of his eyes had just been wiped away,

This galloping dragon,

In the blink of an eye, he took me back to my hometown.

Ah Wu Township, the hometown of the soul,

No matter how far and wide is in the heart socket,

Because of your companion's path,

Only to make me feel that the years can look back.

Two

Familiar hills unfamiliar platforms,

Hold a handful of loess tightly.

The blue sky is covered with green grass,

The water of the Qingling Lingzhang River embraces and winds.

Straight oil road free bus,

Clusters of apricot blossoms are white and red.

Stepping on the stone steps and holding the wall with your hands,

Tears couldn't stop dripping down the alley.

The elderly mother is still very tough,

Standing at the gate looked me out.

Full of stomach words can not be pulled up,

Nian Nian nagged the child to eat.

Both of the mother's sideburns are stained with frost,

Cracked hands are full of the vicissitudes of the years.

Sauerkraut soup is full of drooling,

A bowl of bean noodles was served in front of him.

The door folds and turns and grins,

The neighbor's aunt took my hand and held it.

The magpies on the big locust tree kept calling,

In the face of relatives, I can only smile.

Ah Wu Township, the place where you were born and raised,

This life is destined to hold your hand.

Your blood is beating your pulse,

No matter where you are, it is the only direction for me.

Three

Hometown is a heroic city,

There are countless stories of bloody resistance.

Hot-blooded youth inherits the red gene,

Every inch of land is written with the mission in mind!

The cradle of the eighth route army's hometown soldiers,

Cultivate revolutionary ranks for generations.

Ninety thousand Wu Xiang Erlang went into battle to kill Wu Kou,

Nurture and cast the great Taihang spirit.

The 129th Division ambushed Changle Beach,

The Japanese long line was cut into several sections.

Pistol rifle grenades...

Two thousand enemy troops suddenly fell on their backs.

Okazaki devils elite five hundred people,

Hysteria is rampant.

General Peng Da slashed his sword and immediately closed the family,

Two days and nights of bloody battle vowed to wipe out the devils.

The Japanese sneaked into the Huangyadong Arsenal,

The Special Task Force detachment erected a steel barrier.

General Zuo Quan met the stubborn enemy with a change of system,

He chased after the poor Kou and conquered the walls of Li City.

The rooster sings the oriental light,

The 140,000 people in the old district were liberated.

Three thousand disciples went south to Taixing,

Contribute to the construction of the motherland.

Ah Wu Xiang, Mr. Zhu personally planted the red star Yang,

Wind and rain for decades with high chests.

The people of the old area laid the foundation and established the blue wisp of the road,

Red flags fly forever over the old quarters.

Four

Hometown mountains and rivers beautiful scenery,

The red tourism industry is thriving.

Follow the footsteps of the ancestors in the memorial,

Searching for red memories in the Cultural Garden.

Taihang Longhu meanders between the mountains,

The surface of the water is warm as jade and clear.

Banshan polar eyes overlook the peaks and peaks,

Five hundred miles of Taihang majestically polished his eyes.

Taihang Heavenly Danger Chongcheng Mountain,

A line of bird trails toss and turns.

Taihang Dragon Cave stalactite crystal clear,

The travertine landscape is unforgettable.

Phoenix Mountain Monument sunset shade,

The sunset of the Mamu River is not booming.

Several pairs of lovers under the Jinbi Pavilion carry each other,

A thousand lights illuminate the clouds like a dream.

Ah Wu Xiang, I sing for you,

You come from the long scrolls of history,

You are a skilled craftsman who carved a thousand pagodas,

A steady stream of natural treasures has been unearthed.

Five

Young people often have a pious dream,

Pray to the Buddha to give him a bag of the heavens.

Take away the tall buildings of the big city,

Plant it back to your hometown like a seedling.

Now dreams are becoming reality,

The new government has a grand blueprint.

Builders work overtime and sweat like rain,

Small towns generally sprung up rapidly.

The roar of the road construction machines sounded in one piece,

Reinforced concrete is transported around on the tower crane.

The streets are made spacious and flat,

Residential buildings have sprung up.

Ah Wu Xiang, the great ship of revival has set sail,

You stride forward along the path of socialism with characteristics.

In order to realize the beautiful ideal of yexing village beauty,

Two hundred thousand sons and daughters bravely stand at the head of the tide and chop the waves.

Zhanghe water long rice noodles fried finger is particularly fragrant,

The kindness of hometown nurturing will never be forgotten.

Drink another bowl of yellow pumpkin millet soup,

Then pinch two buckwheat enemas and put them in your mouth.

The taste of hometown is not enough to taste,

Dry dough cakes must be brought with you as you chew them.

Parting makes me think long,

In the next day, I will see my mother return to Wuxiang.