Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family more often during the festive season. Think of the brothers body boarded up high, will also because of less than I have a regret.

the leaves are rustling and the river is long, so the way home is even more boundless. A new goose is raining at night, where pedestrians are constantly intestines.

a journey through the mountains and a journey through the water, and I'm heading for the Yuguan side, with a thousand lights at night.

when the wind changes, the snow changes, and the dream of breaking the hometown fails, so there is no such sound in my hometown.

my family is married to me, and I owe it to the foreign king Wusun. The vault is the room, the felt is the wall, the meat is the food, and the cheese is the pulp. I am often homesick and sad, and I am willing to return to my hometown for the oriole.

I'm heartbroken,

I'm heartbroken,

I'm heartbroken,

I'm heartbroken,

I'm sad,

I'm helpless,

I'm sitting in a sad city,

I'm worried,

I'm frowning,

I'm sad,

I'm suffering.