Reminisce about the hometown - the leap soil

Leaping soil

Under the deep blue sky

Hanging a golden moon

Below is the sandy ground by the sea

There are endless turquoise watermelons

During this period stood a teenager of eleven or twelve years old

Necklace with silver hoop

Hold a steel fork in your hand

Plug in as hard as you can

Naru reflexively twisted

Instead, he escaped from under his crotch

The first acquaintance with the leap earth is a rare thirty-year sacrifice in the family

He took me to the sparrow

Pick up shells

Brothers are commensurate, and parting is even more crying

Look back

Thirty years later

I haven't seen it in a long time

The family was in ruins

Go home and take care of the property

Meet the leap soil again

A bearded man of earth

It is no longer the impression of the leap soil

The encounter was speechless

A word of old man pulled away

The family is not well off

Wrinkles crawl all over the forehead

Brought with him the only green beans in the house

Other neighbors take the left and the right

Only leap soil brings hope

The only glimmer of friendship

The pressures of life devastated him

No extra words to talk about

He took away the incense burner and the ash

I used to want to laugh at him

Think he's a bit pedantic

In fact, I am also a person who travels around in order to live

His expectations were more realistic

Eat enough, wear warm clothes, and raise children

And me

Hope doesn't matter what there is, it doesn't matter what it doesn't matter

It's like there's no road in the world

The more people who walk, the more there is a way

Hope is a little ethereal and distant

The so-called teenager does not know the taste of sorrow

Look again, it's not when I was a teenager

Years have weighed down our waists

I have long lost the spirit of my youth

Some are sad about the cost of living

As numb as ever, I walked

Accept my ordinariness

No dreams

We are still alive as ever

Because we still have water, Hong'er, them

They are there

That's our hope