The bluestone on the steep street
After a hundred years of polishing
The sign of Mid Autumn Gui
I don't know how many autumn winds have blown by
The crowd is bustling on West Street
The plateau clouds are like passing by
On the stone steps of the pedestrian street
An elderly mother
she will spend a whole morning sitting through
She always faces south
She said she passed through the old department store building
This will lead to the city where her child is located
On the south gate that she has been longing for
Engraving the memories of my grandmother
Mom is concerned about both ends
Mother of the Republic of China
Son after the reform and opening up
The bluestone slabs in Beishun City
I have only heard legend about my grandmother
I have never been to Grandma's Bridge
