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The 15 best songs of Ulantoya

Ulantoya's best songs include "Dream Back Hometown", "Into the Grassland", "Horse Horse Pole", "Sentimental Mongolians", "Fragrant Wine Song", "Father's Grassland and Mother's" "River", "I'm Going to Tibet", "I Have a Promise with the Grassland", "The Fiery Sarilang", "My Lover in the Sky", "Bringing You Back to My Grassland", "The Moon Sings Love Songs with Me", "The Direction of the Clouds" "Let Go When Love Is Not There", "Red Flag Floating on the Grassland" and so on.

1. "Dream of Returning to My Hometown"

Dream of returning to my hometown. How many times have I opened the window and looked at the north? How many times have I raised my head to look at the starry sky. There is my dear hometown in the north. , the starlight reflected my mother’s face, ah, there are poplars planted in my childhood in my hometown, the Yellow River in front of the door is fragrant all year round, how many sweet dreams are there in my hometown, ah, how many innocent fantasies, innocent fantasies, how many are there in the dreams. I invite Mingyue to feel homesick together.

2. "Into the Grassland"

The white clouds are floating in the place where the eagle is nostalgic, and the people on horseback are chasing glory here. Aha, walk into the grassland, aha, walk into the grassland, just like Like walking into the kindness of my grandmother, my kindness, Aha turns into a small river, Aha flows happily, turns into smoke flying happily, where the milk tea is fragrant, the cattle and sheep are fat, and the children of the grassland sing loudly here, Aha Walking into the grassland, ah-ha, walking into the grassland is like walking into Abba's chest. In Abba's chest, ah-ha turns into strength, ah-ha soars vigorously, and turns into a foal to run with all its heart.

3. "Horse Pole"

Give me a piece of blue sky, a rising sun, give me a piece of green grass, stretching into the distance, give me an eagle, A mighty man gave me a horse pole and held it in his hand. He gave me a white cloud, a white imagination, and a breeze. Blow out the fragrance of flowers and give me an encounter. Give me a look in the green pasture. It is hot and hot. You are a mighty and majestic man who is roping a horse. Your galloping horse is like the wind. The endless wilderness is with you to wander.

4. "Sentimental Mongolians"

The sound of the piano brings out the pastoral songs, the pastoral songs sweeten the wine, the wine warms the friendship, the enthusiasm presents the Hada, and the Hada holds the wine Come out, the fine wine ignites the pastoral songs, the pastoral songs make the friendship drunk, the friendship falls asleep with the sound of the piano, the passionate Mongolians are passionate and romantic, the true feelings of the Mongolians are the narration of the soul, the passionate Mongolians are passionate and romantic, the true feelings of the Mongolians , is the narration of the soul, and the sound of the piano brings out the pastoral songs.

5. "Song of Fragrance of Wine"

The wide range of music flows on the strings, and the notes of blessing fly into the border guard post, holding a bowl of milk wine to offer to the comrades, the fragrance of wine floats in the air. Singing sweetly, riding on a horse, singing with horse hooves, spreading the fragrance of birds and flowers all the way, singing in the spring breeze, the spring breeze is full of singing, blowing the green and rich hometown, the broad range of music flows on the strings, blessings The notes flew into the border guard post.

6. "Father's Grassland and Mother's River"

My father once described the fragrance of the grassland, which he could never forget even in the ends of the world. My mother always loved to describe the majesty of the river. Running on the Mongolian Plateau, my distant hometown, now I finally see this vast land. Standing on this fragrant grassland, I shed tears like rain. The river is singing the blessings of the ancestors, blessing the wandering children, and finding their way home. , Hey, my father’s grassland, ah, hey, my mother’s river, although I can no longer express it in my mother tongue, please accept my sadness and my joy.