Một ngôi nhà đầy hoa nơi vùng cao Tây Bắc

My home is in the mountains, where the birds are singing. The sky is blue and the wine is sweet, the wind is blowing back to me. My home is in the middle of the sun, there is a stream full of ice. The scent of the forest is fragrant in the summer, the road back home is winding. My home is in the mountains, my mother is smiling by the roadside. I'm happy this year is in the season of spring. My home is in the mountains, where the birds are singing. My friends come to school together, the age of marriage. My home is in the mountains, where the flowers are blooming. The scent of the forest is fragrant in the summer, the road back home is winding. My home is in the mountains, my mother is smiling by the roadside. The scent of the forest is fragrant in the summer, the road back home is winding.