Lyrics of Zhao Peng's "Dad's straw sandals"

Straw sandals are boats

My father is fan

Grandma's advice is full

Full of the dream of youth

Set sail with hope

The boat reached the Bank of the Yellow River

Thick loess piled on the ship

Come to anchor the green gauze tent at night

The dawn is far away from Shanhaiguan

Straw sandals are boats

My father is fan

Grandma's advice is full

A melancholy of leaving home

Look back and set sail

All the way to Jiangnan

Perfect view of Dongting Lake

It's cool at the foot of Mount Emei

Can't bear to look back

Straw sandals are boats

My father is fan

I dare not forget the exhortation of my country

Forced to bear the sorrow of helpless parting

Vow to set sail again

Boat to Penghu Bay

More mom to paddle

The deep feeling holds up the tired sail

And broke through a lot of storms

Straw sandals are boats

My father is fan

Distant hometown is calling

Full of the vicissitudes of half a century's wandering

Tired boat, come to port

Boat to Penghu Bay

More mom to paddle

The deep feeling holds up the tired sail

And broke through a lot of storms