The village master in red cape
The paint fell off and painted again
Silently watching my running away from home
Day by day, day by day, it is rare
Red door god on the gate post
Stick it, tear it and stick it
Secretly plotting the shipping date of my reunion home
Happy year after year
Around her neck was a peaceful talisman that she had asked for
With the aroma of sorghum wine poured by gods
In the palm of my hand, I hold the ashes from the Tiangong stove
Burning the sincerity of Bodhisattva's listening
pray for
God, please protect me safe and healthy
God, please protect the happiness of guy
As long as I'm happy, I don't want to be rich
As long as I'm safe, I don't want to get ahead
God, please protect me safe and healthy
God, please protect the happiness of guy
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