Lyrics of hometown of poetry by Deng Wenyi

The bright moon in front of the window is the frost on the ground

Looking up at the bright moon and looking down at my hometown

The bright moon in front of the window is the frost on the ground

Read the bright moon in front of the bed

I understand. I bow my head and think of my hometown

I read the thread in my mother's hand

Ah, remember the spring of grass

Ah, the sound of books, the sound of books

Word by word, line by line

Word by word, line by line

The sound of books

Open the window of love

Open the window of love

The sky is vast and the wild is vast

Cattle and sheep in the grass

The sky is vast and the wild is vast

Cattle and sheep in the grass

The sky is vast and the wild is vast

Cattle and sheep in the grass

After reading, the sky is vast and the wild is vast

Longing for a pair of wings to fly

After reading, a strong youth makes a strong country

Ah, I understand the expectation of my mother

Ah, the sound of books, the sound of books

The hometown of poetry and calligraphy has a long history

The hometown of poetry and calligraphy has a long history

The sound of books

The hope of Chinese love

The hope of Chinese love

The sound of books

The sound of books

the hum of study is clearly heard

the hum of study is clearly heard

The hometown of poetry and calligraphy has a long history

The hometown of poetry and calligraphy has a long history

The sound of books

The sound of books

the hum of study is clearly heard

the hum of study is clearly heard

The hope of Chinese love

The hope of Chinese love

The hope of Chinese love