Music in "My Father and Mother"

TV series My Father and Mother

Theme song "Loving You Will Make You Happy", Interlude "Mother", Ending Song "Finale"

Love You Just Make You Happy Lyrics and Music: Chang Xinai Arranger: He Shimeng Vocal: Tongyao Zhixin[4] This is how our story begins

There is no romantic legend

Birds flying by The wind sings

You are mine from now on

If time could go back to the past

Would you choose me

Don't be wronged I have truly loved

You are still not mine

To love you is to make you happy

I don’t want to see the tears in your eyes

What is happiness? To live with a smile every day

Watch the sunrise and sunset

To love you is to make you happy

I am here waiting for you and never leave< /p>

Flowers bloom and fall, fate cannot be avoided

You are mine

If I love you, I will make you happy

I am here waiting for you from now on Never left

The flowers bloom and fall, but you can't hide

You are mine

Ending theme "Finale" 》The lyrics are as follows:

That was the shoulder of my father that I used to sit on when I was a child

My father is the ladder to the sky, my father is the oxen that pulls the cart

Forget I was raised without a simple meal

I will never forget a long sigh with half a pot of old wine

When I grow up, the children in the mountains will go out

I think of a letter from home that traveled thousands of miles when I was a child Write a note

Looking forward to the return of the child, a bag of stuffy cigarettes fills the sky with stars

It is said that raising a child can prevent old age, but the mountains and rivers are far away and the child can stay in a foreign land

It is said that raising a child can prevent old age. To prevent old age, no matter how hard or tired you are, you won’t open your mouth

My son only has one clear song and tears to sing, wishing all the parents in the world to spend the spring and autumn in peace

That was when I used to sit on my father’s shoulders when I was a child< /p>

My father is the ladder that climbs to the sky. My father is the ox that pulls the cart.

I will never forget that I was brought up with a simple meal, and I will never forget to sigh for half a pot of old wine.