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The original song of the Educated Youth Hut

The original singer of "Educated Youth Cabin" is Jiao Xiang.

Jiao Xiang, whose real name is Jiao Xingang, once worked at a Zhangjiakou cigarette factory and went through the retirement procedures in March last year. In the factory, he was a key member of literature and art. He once organized an orchestra with hundreds of people. The "equipment" of the orchestra was all purchased from Beijing.

When companies introduce new products and promote sales, they cannot do without this band. Large-scale celebrations also need this orchestra to support them. Jiao Xiang sometimes brings 10 band members to form a performance team to visit Hubei, Shanxi and other places to express condolences to corporate customers.

Jiao Xiang is a restless person. After retiring from the business and having more time, he formed a wedding band and continued to do so for several years.

Four or five years ago, he worked as a music teacher at Qiaoxi University for the Elderly. He had three classes a week and taught music theory to students. Before every Spring Festival, various units have to perform theatrical performances, and he assists each unit in rehearsing the cultural programs.

Lyrics of "Educated Youth Hut"

There is a warm house in the dream

Thatched roof and yellow mud

Curved A small river flows behind the house

Ah, that is the hut of my educated youth

Although the hut is broken, it can keep out the wind and rain

The sustenance of the soul after returning from work

The flashing lights illuminate the house

Who is talking under the oil lamp

Ah, the days of going to the countryside

The life of jumping in line is unforgettable Unforgettable

Little house, little house, you have tempered me

You have left the footprints of my red youth

I will accompany those hard years through them

Ah, the days of going to the countryside

The life of jumping in line is unforgettable

You have tempered me in the hut and hut

You have left the footprints of my red youth

Go through those hard years

Go through them