Lyrics of Pan Fang's hometown(pan fang hui bu qu de gu xiang ge ci )

Back to my hometown in my dream

Vaguely true

feel excited

I wake up but I can't go back to my hometown

The old spring under the cliff is still ringing

It's hard to find a good time to catch crabs together

Big rocks by the stream

Reclining in solitude

Wild fruit on the mountain

It's turned yellow

The old lady who took me to pick fruit

I don't know where it is

When YINGSHANHONG blooms

My childhood friend

Do you remember that I built them into a greenhouse

That happy little girl

People you know

Separation too long

A little smile

I can only hear the river running

Looking back in tears

My hometown I can't go back to

From now on, I only know where I came from, but I don't know where I will go back

Wandering in a foreign land

Chinese PinYin : Pan Fang Hui Bu Qu De Gu Xiang Ge Ci