Lyrics of Zhao Zhao's a long hundred years(zhao zhao yi bai nian hen zhang ma ge ci )

Plant a tiny flower in spring

Lay a seed and wait for it to germinate

The hardworking man watered it with sweat

A seed is a fruit

Passing through the cold winter, we come to the midsummer

The Trekker looks back at the end of the world

Someone is full of joy in the cry of the baby's birth

Some people shed tears in the smile of the deceased

The stone of life sometimes cuts your foot

Count the wounds and the pride

A hundred years is a long time

Very short, very short

Short as breathing

It looks like a hug

The stone of life sometimes cuts your foot

Count the wounds and the pride

A hundred years is a long time

Very short, very short

Short as breathing

It looks like a hug

Chinese PinYin : Zhao Zhao Yi Bai Nian Hen Zhang Ma Ge Ci