The hometown of my love lyrics, the original song of the hometown of my love

Singing: Tian Zhen.

Speaking of hometown, my heart is beautiful.

The water of the old well of the big tree at the head of the village.

A small river that sings all the time.

Attached around the village.

An ancient land.

Harvesting our hopes.

Stayed year after year.

Lived generation after generation.

Oh. Hometown Hometown.

The homeland soil that is not enough to pro.

Love is not enough hometown water.

I want to use my true feelings and sweat.

Turn you into. The ground is also fertile, the water is beautiful, the ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The land is fertile and the water is beautiful. The busy yellow earth.

Drink the old well water that doesn't dry up.

The man bent over for you to be tired.

Women also suffer a lot for you.

Oh. Hometown Hometown.

The homeland soil that is not enough to pro.

Love is not enough hometown water.

I want to use my true feelings and sweat.

Turn you into. The ground is also fertile, the water is beautiful, the ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The land is fertile and the water is beautiful. Hometown Hometown.

The homeland soil that is not enough to pro.

Love is not enough hometown water.

I want to use my true feelings and sweat.

Turn you into. The ground is also fertile, the water is beautiful, the ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The land is fertile and the water is beautiful.

The Hometown of My Passion" Lyrics:

Song Title: The Hometown of My Love.

Affiliation**: Chinese Disco Fifteen Moon Sixteen Round.

Song duration: 4 minutes and 10 seconds.

Original song: Fan Linlin.

Lyrics: Meng Guangzheng.

Composer: Xu Peidong.

Arranger: Xu Peidong.

Lyrics: My hometown isn't beautiful.

Low grass huts, bitter well water.

A small river that often runs dry.

Attached around the village.

On a barren land.

Harvesting meager hope.

Stayed year after year.

Lived generation after generation.

Oh. Hometown Hometown.

The homeland soil that is not enough to pro.

Love is not enough hometown water.

I want to use my true feelings and sweat.

Turn you into. The ground is also fertile, the water is beautiful, the ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The land is fertile and the water is beautiful. The busy yellow earth.

Drink bitter well water that doesn't dry up.

The man bent over for you to be tired.

Women are also worried about you.

An inseparable low grass house.

The bitter well water that feeds people.

Stayed year after year.

Lived generation after generation.

Oh. Hometown Hometown.

The homeland soil that is not enough to pro.

Love is not enough hometown water.

I want to use my true feelings and sweat.

Turn you into. The ground is also fertile, the water is beautiful, the ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The land is fertile and the water is beautiful. Hometown Hometown.

The homeland soil that is not enough to pro.

Love is not enough hometown water.

I want to use my true feelings and sweat.

Turn you into. The ground is also fertile, the water is beautiful, the ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The land is fertile and the water is beautiful.

The original singer of "My Beloved Hometown" is Fan Linlin.

The song "My Hometown in Love" is not only the famous work of the famous composer Xu Peidong, but also the famous work of the famous singer Fan Linlin, this song was produced by the China International Audiovisual Art Company in 1987. It was included in the 1987 compilation tape "Chinese Disco Fifteen Moon Sixteen Rounds".

In 1988, "My Hometown in Love" won the first place in the National TV Singer Grand Prix for Outstanding New Works of Popular Songs. In March 1989, he was selected as one of the "Top Ten Golden Songs in China in 1988" by Song magazine. In October 2008, he was awarded the medal of "Popular Golden Songs in the Thirty Years of Reform and Opening-up".

Dongzhengzhuang Village, Haoqiao Town, Nanhe County is my hometown, I was born in my hometown, grew up in my hometown, and loved my hometown. Our village has undergone tremendous changes in recent years. Due to my work, I often run between the village and the unit (Nanhe No. 2 Middle School).

I am accustomed to the changes in my hometown. I always think that I am busy with work, and I don't have time to appreciate the scenery in front of me. Sometimes when I go to the village and walk around the village, I find that the village is changing all the time.

In the nineties of the last century, Xingqing Road passed through the north of the village, and the people in the village walked out of their own small world and began to wander in the outside world. People's minds are emancipated and ideas collide. Now the No. 4 bus shuttles from Xingqing Road every day, connecting the urban and rural areas, and connecting the dreams of you and me.

When I was a teenager, I had a good wish: I looked forward to when the road would be smooth and when there would be street lights illuminated every day. The streets and alleys of my hometown have almost become concrete roads, and the curbstones on both sides of the road are paved, and the curbs have left places for planting flowers and plants, and the houses on both sides look particularly spiritual.

There are sanitation workers who are responsible for cleaning the roads, and the cement roads will not have stoves and garbage will not be dirty, and the roads will become smooth. When night falls, roadside streetlights begin to illuminate pedestrians. The former roads of my hometown are potholed and overgrown with weeds.

From time to time, there is some garbage on the road, and sometimes it will be dusty when it passes by large and small vehicles. In the rain and snow, the road is muddy, and you can't walk on a bicycle, let alone other vehicles, the road is really difficult to walk! It's just that every Spring Festival, the incandescent light bulbs hanging on the telephone poles are regarded as having street lights on the twenty-third night of the lunar month, and the street lights are not lit on the fifth day of the first month.

In recent years, some young and strong laborers in their hometown have gone out to work, and far-sighted villagers who have stayed in the hot land have planted greenhouses for the benefit of one party. In recent years, some people in the village have tasted the sweetness of planting greenhouses, which can make families get rich and quickly enter the well-off.

Nowadays, there are supermarkets, barber shops, cake shops, and daily chemical shops in my hometown. At the intersection of the north of the village, customers come and go in the roadside free ** market. Sometimes, the villagers twisted Yangge and danced the square dance, and learned to enjoy the spirit. People used to think about it.

Last year, in our village, the newly built street park, a beautiful pavilion, the pavilion has stone benches and stone tables. The park has winding paths. People have a place to relax. A large stone stands next to the pavilion erection mold, and "Dongzheng Village" is written on the stone.

Dongzheng Zhuang gave birth to me and raised me, and I love my hometown. The villagers of Dongzhengzhuang have a dream of the future - Yu Slow - the villagers live and work in peace and contentment, and run to a well-off life with peace and happiness! (Li Hongjin of Haoqiao Middle School in Nanhe County).

I have been away from my hometown for many years, and the place where I desperately wanted to escape when I was a child has become a dream many years later!

The hometown in my heart must be the hometown of my childhood, there is an old house, there is my mother's encouragement and care, and there is the laughter and laughter of the family. In front of the old house, you can hear the gurgling water, you can see the rolling mountains, at night you can count your shadows in the moonlight, you can hear the croaking of frogs in the fields, and you can lie in front of the house door and count the stars in the sky. Every morning and night, the sun rises and sets slowly in the quiet village, and people repeat the monotonous days without hurrying.

In the mountains, the only good thing is that you don't have to study, you can follow what you see others do.

Children in the wind and rain run freely in the sun, we catch crabs in the river, we pick mushrooms in the forest, we look for those unknown wild fruits on the side of the path, we will go to the lotus pond to catch fish and mussels, and brave boys will take advantage of the moonlit night to go down to the field to catch yellow eels with flashlights.

The days in the mountains are simple and beautiful, everything is so quiet, the sweet potatoes that are placed on the ground, the corn piled up to the eaves during the harvest, and the surprise of playing in the water in the field, are all the fascination in the heart.

The children in the mountains were not satisfied with this, they were ashamed, ashamed that they only saw a large piece of the sky, and thought that they had seen the whole world, and they were ashamed that they would be surprised to see a ginkgo leaf. They look at the other side of the mountain and often think, what is the other side of the mountain, what is the other side of the mountain? They don't know that the children in the city have been reading picture books since they were children, traveling everywhere since they were children, and have seen a magical big world, and they are all kinds of curious in the expectations of their parents.

But the children of the city, how they yearn for the smell of the country, they long to embrace the land, and wherever there is a beach, there will be a large group of happy children. As soon as they see the beach, they will crawl on the ground, building the city in their hearts bit by bit.

Children in the mountains want to go out of the mountains and see a wonderful world; Children in the city dream of going to the countryside and looking for local fun. People are so magical, they are always not satisfied with the world they have, and fantasize about hunting for curiosities elsewhere.

The hometown is getting farther and farther away, and there are fewer and fewer people living in the village, from dozens of households, to more than a dozen, to a few, and finally almost a deserted village. People who had to travel a long way to return to their hometowns walked out one after another, leaving only some of the old, weak, sick and disabled, who remained there involuntarily.

The last time I returned to my hometown, I walked on the muddy path, looked at the weeds growing on the side of the path, heard that there were occasional wild boars in the mountains, and heard that the people in the city were ready to contract this land and turn it into a farmhouse, I couldn't help but feel a little sad! The way back to my hometown is getting harder and harder, and the longing in my heart is becoming clearer and clearer!

The hometown I love passionately, the hometown I can't go back to, and I will always care about it in my heart! (End of full text).

Look at the wolf smoke everywhere.

Walk through the clouds and mountains.

The reeds that shaded the ground.

Isn't that the beauty you want?

The hometown I love so much.

I can't go back to my hometown.

Eternal concern in my heart.

<>The lyrics of my beloved hometown express the author's sincere, simple, and loving hometown feelings, and the singer of my beloved hometown is Gao Lixia, release date: 2022-06-22. Song is an art form that combines lyrics and sheet music, and it is also a form of expression.

The lyrics and songs correspond one-to-one. There are generally three ways to create songs: one is to have words first, and then compose music based on it; the second is to sing first and then fill in the words; The third is to recompose the lyrics and songs through existing songs or lyrics, which belongs to adaptation or cover.

The singing method is divided into one-person solo singing, multi-person singing in unison, multi-part duet, joint singing, leading singing, unison singing or chorus.

Lyrics: Meng Guangzheng.

Composer: Xu Peidong.

Singing: Fan Linlin.

Lyrics: My hometown is not beautiful, low grass houses, bitter well water, a small river that often dries up, attached to the village around.

In a barren land, there is a meager harvest.

Lived year after year, generation after generation.

The endless yellow earth, the bitter well water that can't be drunk.

Men bend over for you to be tired, and women are worried about you.

The inseparable low grass house feeds the people's bitter well water.

Lived year after year, generation after generation.

Oh. Oh. Hometown, hometown, hometown where you can't love enough hometown water, I want to use true love and sweat.

Turn you into a fertile earth and beautiful water, fertile water and beautiful water.

A hometown I love.

Singing: Gong Yue.

My hometown is not beautiful.

Low grass huts, bitter well water.

A small river that often runs dry.

Attached around the village.

On a barren land.

Harvesting meager hope.

Stayed year after year.

Lived generation after generation.

Oh, oh, hometown, hometown.

The homeland soil that is not enough to pro.

Love is not enough hometown water.

I want to use my true feelings and sweat.

Turn you into. The ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The land is fertile and the water is beautiful. The busy yellow earth.

Drink bitter well water that doesn't dry up.

The man bent over for you to be tired.

Women will also be sorrowful for you.

An inseparable low grass house.

The bitter well water that feeds people.

Stayed year after year.

Lived generation after generation.

Oh, oh, hometown, hometown.

The homeland soil that is not enough to pro.

Love is not enough hometown water.

I want to use my true feelings and sweat.

Turn you into. The ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The land is fertile and the water is beautiful. Hometown Hometown.

The homeland soil that is not enough to pro.

Love is not enough hometown water.

I want to use my true feelings and sweat.

Turn you into. The ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The land is fertile and the water is beautiful.

Song Title: The Hometown of My Love.

Singing: Li Na (first singer Fan Linlin).

Lyrics: Meng Guangzheng.

Composer: Xu Peidong.

Lyrics: My hometown isn't beautiful.

Low grass huts, bitter well water.

A small river that often runs dry.

Attached around the village.

On a barren land.

Harvesting meager hope.

Stayed year after year.

Lived generation after generation.

Oh. Hometown Hometown.

The homeland soil that is not enough to pro.

Love is not enough hometown water.

I want to use my true feelings and sweat.

Turn you into. The ground is also fertile, the water is beautiful, the ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The land is fertile and the water is beautiful. The busy yellow earth.

Drink bitter well water that doesn't dry up.

The man bent over for you to be tired.

Women are also worried about you.

An inseparable low grass house.

The bitter well water that feeds people.

Stayed year after year.

Lived generation after generation.

Oh. Hometown Hometown.

The homeland soil that is not enough to pro.

Love is not enough hometown water.

I want to use my true feelings and sweat.

Turn you into. The ground is also fertile, the water is beautiful, the ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The land is fertile and the water is beautiful. Hometown Hometown.

The homeland soil that is not enough to pro.

Love is not enough hometown water.

I want to use my true feelings and sweat.

Turn you into. The ground is also fertile, the water is beautiful, the ground is fertile, and the water is beautiful.

The land is fertile and the water is beautiful.

The son is not ugly for the mother, and the son (dog?) Also) not to be poor.