At the town of the Yuebei Mountain, every child is healthily growing. The water in the ancient wells is always so sweet. Go to the elongated street, Dad doesn't smoke the body, my mother will not ride a bicycle is because of gallbladder Small, I don't expect to be what will be tomorrow, I only know that people want to be decent and hardworking.
The long day of the child / the aging of the child is also a year of aging / I really hope that the children will fight for a long time to go out from the town, and the long-day long-year-old age / I really hope that the children are tough / Can go out from the town
The hometown of the small town is the Hakka, the old man is always talking before: The ancestors move from the Central Plains of the war, and the people who have become a guest, the spring of the rain, the banyan tree on the roadside Large like a boat, the autumn wind is sent to the sunset, and the osmanthus fragrance is blowing.
The story that has left the left / town never stops / river water to nurture the grass / in the future, has become the story of the left / small town, never stop / river through my memory / future It has become a past.
At the small town of the Yuebei Mountain, every child is healthily growing. The water in the ancient wells is always so sweet, but I have already walked in the streets of the country ...
