The lyrics of Zhang San Li Si's demolition(zhang san li si chai ge ci )

That day, she took the basket to the river to wash vegetables, and the young man at the end of the village came towards her

It was an era that no one could predict. She knew that what should come would come

He said that he might not be able to come back from this trip. After a long time, he left a hairpin

It was an era that no one could predict. A war took away his youth

Her long hair was in a bun and put in a hairpin

Her bun is round. It's torn down and rolled up and down

The war was defeated and her village was torn down

Her first love as a soldier didn't come back, didn't come back

Her parents stuffed some money to ask her to leave as soon as possible. Who knows that this trip is a sea voyage

It was an era that no one could refuse. She could only turn red eyes and let God arrange

Men do business in the market beside the railway, often intentionally or unintentionally make him laugh

It was an era that no one could refuse. He gave her the warmest love in her life

He has a small store, and he also does business and raises children

His strange local accent is half understood and half guessed

The child grew up so fast that he built the top floor

At last, she has a warm home. She can carry on her family

The red seal seems to understand, but it doesn't

That cold official document, said to dismantle, is to dismantle

The demolition was quick, like a change of dynasty

She said that this sad place, do not want to stay, do not want to stay, really do not want to stay

Life is a white haired indignation in the old house of Hakka village

No one can be silent in this era, he used a hoe to resist the brutal sorrow

The media replayed the second degree of injury, and the children in the city cried for her to leave

In this age when no one can be silent, he used his life to accuse political corruption

That cold rumor, white and black, black and white

The deep wound was torn and sewed, sewed and torn

That one was even more popular, full of pockets

She hugged her man, her favorite

He is always joking and laughing

Nobody wants to open it, nobody wants to open it, nobody wants to open it, nobody wants to open it, nobody wants to open it

Chinese PinYin : Zhang San Li Si Chai Ge Ci