Lyrics of Tai Zhengxiao's folk guitarist

Remember when I was a kid

Father with a huge hand

Take my little hand

Teach me how to play

He often rolls up his sleeves

Practice chords with me

Tips for meeting difficulties

Always stick to the end

He said at any time

Guitars are my faithful friends

It will accompany me through happiness

Through sorrow

I'm a folk guitar player

Let the soul flow into my fingers

Do not forget to play with life

The real feeling of playing and singing

I'm just an ordinary guitarist

Struggle for life every day

Remember I had to hold on to the end

I'm looking forward to my father's meeting one day

Be proud of me

Unforgettable birthday gift

It's my dream

Guitar from my father

Put it quietly at the door

His wrinkled hands

Tap me on the shoulder

Always praying for me

Cheer for me silently

He has been taken away by his father

His teachings will remain

I want to learn

Inherit his strength and gentleness

I'm a folk guitar player

Let the soul flow into my fingers

Do not forget to play with life

The real feeling of playing and singing

I'm an extraordinary guitarist

Constantly striving for the dream

Never forget in the end

I hope my father will be proud

He asked me to have a good time

Just be happy