It rains heavily and the vegetation is deep in my old hometown
I?? I photographed Yan Jia looking for Huan Rong?
The mottled city gate is surrounded by old tree roots
What echoes on the stone slab is wait a little longer
It rains heavily and the vegetation is deep in my old hometown
I heard you are still guarding the lonely city
The sound of the pastoral flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village
It was them who made fate take root