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让我为你们吹响长笛乡亲这就是我童年的长笛摇曳过纯真谣曲十八年挂在老屋墙上如同枯枝今夜嫁接游子心头哽在喉咙的话盛开在故乡静静的月光里吃过你们锅中的饭穿过你们节省的衣屁股挨过重重的鞋底教我好好念书好好做人然后接过我的书包和草筐久久地站在村口擦着泪水望着我一步
Let me sounded flute for you folks this is my childhood flute swaying innocent ballad eighteen years hanging on the wall of the old house as dead branches grafted wanderer tonight 哽 throat in the throat, then in full bloom in the quiet moonlight eat you The pot of rice through your savings in clothing buttocks suffered heavy sole taught me to study hard to be a good man and then took my bags and baskets stood a long time in the mouth of the village wiping tears looked at me