Xu Fei's prose lyrics

In 1984 the crops were not yet harvested

My daughter is sleeping so sweetly in my arms

I don't have time to see the outdoor movie tonight

My wife reminded me to fix the pedal of the sewing machine

Tomorrow I'm going to my neighbor's house to borrow some more money

The child cried all day, asking for biscuits

Blue polyester jacket pain to the heart drill

Squatting on the edge of the pond, he punched himself twice

This is my father

Words in diary

This is the legacy of his youth

Prose poems left behind

Decades later, I watched tears flow

But my father is old as a shadow

1994

The harvest has already been finished

My old mother left the world last year

My daughter ran into the campus in a ponytail

But she's a little lonely recently and she's lost a lot of weight

Think about the future

I'm a pile of old paper money

My daughter at that time will be very beautiful

There's a man who loves her and wants to marry her home

But I can't bear to look at her when I think of it

This is my father

Words in diary

This is the legacy of his life

Prose poems left behind

Decades later

I watched the tears flow

But my father is as old as an old newspaper

Old newspaper

That's the story of a lifetime