Mountains/waters in my hometown
My hometown has the footprints of my childhood.
Several degrees of mountain flowers bloom and several degrees of tide level.
The dreamland of the past is still in the dream.
The mountains in other places are green, and the water in other places is clear.
It's hard to lock my childhood heart.
The soil/people in my hometown have the heart of my youth.
A few storms, a few snowfalls, the previous fantasy is still in the dream.
People from other places kiss my teenager at home, and it's hard to lock his heart.
Love in my hometown/homesickness in my hometown has my youthful singing voice.
A few degrees of square grass and a few degrees of frost and red leaves, the former companions are still in their dreams.
I often go to my hometown in my dreams.