Song lyrics of Zeng Lude's mother

There is an old voice

Call to me in the dark

It's like the first time I saw my home in my lost way

It's like flipping through the textbook that used to be redundant in the schoolbag

Still familiar and gradually understand that there is no dissatisfaction

There is a kind face, not sensible already clear

If you have life consciousness, you will know what kind of feeling it is

That's the figure that brought me to the world

Where does life decide my nature

This family can't go far all its life

Every year, one year old is willing to be sweet or painful

This is the only one in the world who is in love with Aurora

It's like being unable to communicate, moving away, but cutting away

How many years does it take to root, blossom and bear fruit from the fallen soil

The faces of mothers are folded into mulberry fields by years

I'm just like her when I'm old

But the same roots change in the same country

This is an old voice

Sing out my mood

As if I knew it before I heard it, it made me peaceful

This is the figure that brings me to the world

Where does life decide my nature