Chewing on the rice that is abundant in other countries

Swallow in the throat but

Taste the memories -

The sweet sorghum flowers of the hometown

My hometown has long stopped growing sorghum

The fiery plot is only left with the memory of his hometown

What are you planting now?

I do not know

But the sorghum flowers of the homeland

It's always open in my heart

The fragrance of flowers bears -

Seeds that burn like fire

One of my wishes to burn the wandering -

It's been a long time since I wanted to go home

Go back to the place where I grew my childhood

Not long ago, I came to my hometown

brought the most simple comfort from his hometown-

"Son, I have been wronged here. Do a good job and go back early. ”

yes, the pain of a foreign country

A strong country accent

It has become a solid backing

I wept without tears

Too many grievances are silently left in memory

It's time to go home

Go back to the place where you can be coquettish and cry bitterly

It's been a long time since I've seen my hometown

The original situation of the hometown has gradually faded

What does my hometown look like now?

- I can't predict

The heart of the hometown

It should still be at the same temperature

Will hug me warmly

For me to warm the pain I have suffered and—

Frozen winter

Set foot in a foreign land

Heartbroken

The dream hurts

It's not that I'm tired

But I really want to go home

— It's time to go home, too

"Wandering Love and Love" We 69, It's time to go home It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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