To the memory of my grandma
I don’t want to say goodbye,
Because I will cry,
In a secret conner,
Where I can hide
When I was young
and eager to explore around,
When hometown is far-land and far-land becomes hometown,
I never think about choose,
just keep going on
If I could begin again,
I would not leave hometown again,
I want my grandkids’ chicken coop
Can see my tomb,
I know I am always home
Never leave one step