Lyrics of Shen Miren's "ink village into painting"(shen mi ren mo xiang ru hua ge ci )

Muddy Qingshiban Street

Is the old tree at the head of the village still in place

In the blink of an eye, the ring grew several times

Sleeping with the water

Walking in the street before sunrise, I can smell the fragrance of books

The green hills are also visible in the distance

The fishing boat is shining down

The wind was creaking along the lane

Who is holding the needle and thread in the door

Years covered my forehead

Look up and count the raindrops in a line

Will friends who have not returned from a long journey come back

Will it be a year like a day

The fishing boat is shining down

No matter how much bitterness and resentment, it will flow into time

Chinese PinYin : Shen Mi Ren Mo Xiang Ru Hua Ge Ci