There is a small house
below the Tianshan Mountains
It is made up of blocks of stone
It's like our love,In this open world
It tells the truth one by one
Honey, you've been here
Honey,I haven't arrived yet
The little house sat low and waited
It is a childhood dog
It is a small chair in the old house
It was a call in the evening
It is a sigh at the edge of the field