Lyrics of small village by Zhang Mingmin(zhang ming min xiao cun zhuang ge ci )

Small village

Lyrics by Wu Zhiqiang and Wang Renchang

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Early in the morning, birds peck grass and work hard,

It's harvesting and harvesting, and it's on the railings.

At dusk, the red sun is at the end,

It sprinkles the sun on the way home with laughter.

Can you come back to your hometown early

That parting day is full of tears in my eyes,

A handful of mud to hand, do not forget the small village.

It's the most unforgettable thing in my life,

Like deep love, often Acacia, always in a small village.

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Chinese PinYin : Zhang Ming Min Xiao Cun Zhuang Ge Ci