Lyrics of Han Baoyi's walking barefoot on the ridge

On the village road at dusk

The setting sun is scattered all over the ground

Straw is also covered with a soft golden silk shirt

There are frogs in the distance

Cicadas sing on the branches

The smoke also curled up in the evening breeze

Walking barefoot on the narrow ridge

Listen to the footsteps crackle

With the call of kindness

Take me back to my childhood

Nose full of wild flowers

A string of laughter in the ear

The sound of the crackling feet came to the end of the ridge

On the village road at dusk

The setting sun is scattered all over the ground

Straw is also covered with a soft golden silk shirt

There are frogs in the distance

Cicadas sing on the branches

The smoke also curled up in the evening breeze

Walking barefoot on the narrow ridge

Listen to the footsteps crackle

With the call of kindness

Take me back to my childhood

Nose full of wild flowers

A string of laughter in the ear

The sound of the crackling feet came to the end of the ridge