Lyrics of Dongshan young master's winter festival

During the Spring Festival, every family has a curl of cooking smoke,

The weather changes in the secular society.

A few members of the family sit and chat,

Hope like sunshine, tomorrow will meet.

The night began to rain and the wind was cold,

The lights of every house guide the wanderers.

It's best to have a home to go back to, regardless of ambition.

The fire at the table warmed the child,

Who is afraid of disappointment.

During the Spring Festival, every family has a curl of cooking smoke,

The weather changes in the secular society.

A few members of the family sit and chat,

Hope like sunshine, tomorrow will meet.

Hope like sunshine, tomorrow will meet.

The night began to rain and the wind was cold,

The lamp guides the house.

It's best to have a home to go back to, regardless of ambition.

The fire at the table warmed the child,

Who is afraid of disappointment.

During the Spring Festival, every family has a curl of cooking smoke,

The weather changes in the secular society.

A few members of the family sit and chat,

Hope like sunshine, tomorrow will meet.

During the Spring Festival, every family has a curl of cooking smoke,

The weather changes in the secular society.

A few members of the family sit and chat,

Hope like sunshine, tomorrow will meet.

Hope like sunshine, tomorrow will meet.