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You and I know every chill,

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We are a class of poor people

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The house does not let the wind shake

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Tonight the wild forest is foggy

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The plow is a weapon

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Standing side by side waiting for the enemy to come

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The green soil of the mountains and passes is still broken

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The rear competes with the front

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On cold nights, sharing a blanket becomes soul mates

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Several injured hand grip

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Our hands make it all

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Quickly, let's dig up the soil with a hoe

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Man's strength stones into the rice

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Most original water well miss out soldiers

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My pants have a few patches

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In the middle of a sunny and windy afternoon

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Let sing some songs Let's bet quickly

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My village is poor rocky soil plowed up

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His shirt is torn at the shoulder

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From heaven and earth, we did not meet each other

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At night, Nam Can lay awake as the rain fell

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His hometown has salty water and sour fields

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He sent his best friend to plow the fields

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He sometimes strangers to me