Lyrics of snow in hometown by Jiang Tao

How can we not look back after the vicissitudes of human life

How can you not look back after tasting the scenery of a foreign land

How many times have you grasped the reins of dreams and pulled the plow to fly on the ice

How many times have you dreamt that Birch's eyes are crying mother's sleep

May the snow of my hometown freeze my doors and windows

I'd rather have it hit me in the face again

The road to my hometown used to feel so long

Barefoot on the familiar road

It sounds like an anecdote. It's a joke,

Let the shoulder pole bend its back,

Let the sole wear through.

In the face of Wangwu and Taihang, with a whole body of courage,

It's not a anecdote to talk about, it's not a joke to talk about,

Looking at the sky above and out of the sky, walking at the foot of a smooth river,

In the face of all the children and grandchildren, oh, I have fulfilled my wish.

Looking at the sky above and out of the sky, walking at the foot of a smooth river,

No road is hard, open road is more difficult, so later people sigh for you