Lyrics of nostalgia by Zhu Qiang

When I was very young

You're holding my hand

Through summer, winter and spring and Autumn

Green straw in the field

You say the answer to the future

It's just across the mountain

When I grow up

I'm the one who broke your hand

I went a long way to drift

I got my dream

But at that time I had

But become beautiful homesickness

Listen to you

yi ya yi ya yi ya ah~

No matter how far away

Let me come back to you

The way home

yi ya yi ya yi ya~

No matter how many years have passed

And I miss you

It never goes down

When I grow up

I'm the one who broke your hand

I went a long way to drift

I got my dream

But at that time I had

But become beautiful homesickness

Listen to you

yi ya yi ya yi ya ah~

No matter how far away

Let me come back to you

The way home

yi ya yi ya yi ya~

No matter how many years have passed

And I miss you

Listen to you

yi ya yi ya yi ya ah~

No matter how far away

Let me come back to you

The way home

yi ya yi ya yi ya~

No matter how many years have passed

And I miss you

It never goes down