Lyrics of hawthorn tree by Chang Shilei(chang shi lei shan zha shu ge ci )

When the loud whistle just stopped

I walked down the path to the tree

The breeze is blowing

Under the dense hawthorn trees

The wind ruffled the hair of the young Turner and blacksmith

Ah, the dense hawthorn trees are full of white flowers

Why is it sad, our hawthorn tree

Chinese PinYin : Chang Shi Lei Shan Zha Shu Ge Ci