Lyrics of Jiang Ming's children's guitar version(jiang ming you zi yao ji ta tong sheng ban ge ci )

Qingqing mountain, mountains beyond, clouds above, hometown flowers bloom early, wild chrysanthemum

In the long sunset, the sound of flute, the sound of bird and the sound of bird return to the village

My mother's thread is in her hand, and her son's coat is sewing tightly, so she's afraid of coming back late

Youth away from home, time is like water, year after year climb in the countryside, year after year worry

The moon at the window, the candle in the window, the mother leaning on the door, the traveler are safe

The moon at the window, the candle in the window, the mother leaning on the door, the traveler are safe

Spring goes and autumn comes, years and months are flowing, wandering children are injured and wandering

Memories of childhood home fun, just like yesterday

Hide and seek at the bottom of a tree in front of the three rafters of the hut

The old branch crows the birds, and the fish in Ogawa once entrusted leisure to them

Spring goes and autumn comes, years and months are flowing, wandering children are injured and wandering

Memories of childhood home fun, just like yesterday

Hide and seek at the bottom of a tree in front of the three rafters of the hut

The old branch crows the birds, and the fish in Ogawa once entrusted leisure to them

Chinese PinYin : Jiang Ming You Zi Yao Ji Ta Tong Sheng Ban Ge Ci