Lyrics of Wang Erni's Pan Xiang Yin

The scene was so clear when I left home

The exhortation beside the cave still lingers in my ears

I'm looking forward to reporting good news to my family every year

Ge Liang Liang's moon has been anxious

Spring Festival as a child is the most beautiful memory

The waist drum of bumper harvest resounds through the loess land

My parents are white, and they can't be filial around me

When Xin Tianyou thinks of it, he is always full of tears

Looking forward to hometown

I was raised by the Yellow River

People in the mountains have never forgotten

Looking forward to the Spring Festival

Spring Festival as a child is the most beautiful memory

The waist drum of bumper harvest resounds through the loess land

My parents are white, and they can't be filial around me

When Xin Tianyou thinks of it, he is always full of tears

Looking forward to my hometown

Go back to see the harvest and share the joy

Let's listen to my parents and look forward to the coming year

Memories of my hometown

Looking forward to my hometown

Go back to see the harvest and share the joy

Let's listen to my parents and look forward to the coming year

Call that hometown spring breeze to blow warm memory

Call that hometown spring breeze to blow warm memory