Song lyrics of Kong Yibing's Flower Valley

Flower Valley

Look at the small wild flowers all over the hillside. I'll pick one and put it on your head

Well, the evening wind messes up your hair and makes your clothes thin

Pace.

An old well beside the moss stone, Huaiyang, the setting sun sprinkles on the treetops

Golden, surrounded by mountains, half holding sparse insects, walking through the rugged dark

The winding of the road.

You see our home on the hillside, reflecting the golden wheat like sunset,

There are several high birds in the sky, just like a beautiful picture

Painting.