Lyrics of Guo Yali's mother's hand rolling noodles

Before leaving home,

Take mom's hand and roll the noodles,

The poached eggs are tender but hard to swallow,

Shredded fresh ginger and vinegar,

It's full of sweet and sour, bitter and spicy,

Tears in my heart.

Mom's hand rolled noodles,

Send children thousands of miles away, send children thousands of miles away;

Mom's hand rolled noodles,

No matter go to the ends of the earth,

Close and warm around.

All these years at home,

I always eat my mother's hand rolled noodles,

Onion flower oil is light, but you can't get tired of it,

Shredded cucumber, sliced radish,

All the year round,

Happiness is very simple.

Mom's hand rolled noodles,

Companion to the horizon, companion to the horizon;

Mom's hand rolled noodles,

Whether it's hot or cold,

Sweet taste entangled in the heart.

Mom's hand rolled noodles,

Call children often miss, call children often miss;

Mom's hand rolled noodles,

When do you come back to mom,

Another bowl of mom's hand rolled noodles.

When do you come back to mom,

Another bowl of mom's hand rolled noodles.