The summer harvest season
Endless wheat fields
The golden color of the pure earth
It is your most heroic nature
Wrapped in thick fruit
It has a strong aroma of wheat
Waves of unrepentant youth
Leave the edge of the thorns behind
That's a country road
That twinkling back
The earthen houses
It's like going back to the scene of my youth
I can't forget the memory of that past
I can't forget the local atmosphere
Although the sky is on one side
Still deeply in love with that land and loved ones