Lyrics of anjiu's baby

Small ball, driving and kicking,

Malan Flower 21, 256, 257, 282931,

Three five six, three five seven, three eight three nine forty-one,

Four five six, four five seven, four eight, four nine fifty one

There was a little doll that summer twenty years ago

Six years old

Smack your little mouth

Her father feeds her and her mother combs her hair

Grandfather is making tea

Stewed towel gourd with Grandma

Jasmine fragrance outside the window

The generals and soldiers are fighting in the street

Next door, under the school wall, there was a swing

She can go to school soon

My grandfather often praised her as a good baby, saying that she was the most obedient

Go to school and get a big red flower

Grandma sewed her schoolbag, patched her socks and told her not to be afraid

Who dares to bully her grandmother and beat her down

It's been years. Time is like quicksand

They are old now

The white hair beside the temples counts the past years

Still thinking about the growing up baby

The grown-up baby is no longer around

What I looked like when I was a child

Freeze frame

My parents often sit by the window in her bedroom

Aging face

Smile and watch

She is far away from the sea

Jasmine still fragrance in memory

The fighting Gunners are still in the old lane

Make tea, stew melon and have a taste

I remember my grandmother was busy in the rain and wind in front of the school gate

My grandfather bought sugar for baby at Wuli road outside the small courtyard

Once, my grandfather carried my grandmother to the Chuanjiang River for several times

And now they're gray in the rocking chair

It's like the little black dot on the earth

She looked east and they looked West in the same direction

Like a kite, the more drifting, the longer the yearning

His face and her smile looked across the sea

Don't worry, dear parents. The baby has grown up

Not afraid of all the joys and sorrows and struggles ahead

Memories are like fireworks. It's been 20 years

And forward and cherish and leave care