Under the warm sun,
Rare leisure and smile,
I really want to raise a glass of light wine,
About the blue sky and white clouds,
Ask the goose,
How to get to the end of the world?
Toast to the willow by the lake,
Ask him about the bright moon,
Who accompanies me to see the flowers?
Ask about the years that have passed,
How many years have I been away from my hometown?
I also want to invite a breeze
Walk through the creek together,
Don't ask the story of the flower field,
What were the results?
Only the lonely self remains,
Looking at the purple butterflies of his hometown,
Looking for the fragrance of that flower,
A little pity,
Like clouds in the sky,
Distant and adrift.
My own cottage is a bit cozy,
A pot of green plants accompanies me,
Recognized: I am as beautiful as a heavenly immortal,
Think about it:
Beauty is not my fault,
I also like mirror makeup,
But where is the origin of red dust?
Came to Hainan alone,
The beaches of Yalong Bay,
Silver waves run the shore of the sand beautiful scenery,
And my heart to fight for the business sea is too tired.
Suddenly, I felt homesick,
The green silk shirt told me,
Then go home.
Looking at the bags on the bed,
Pack my bags and ask where my home is?
Home in the northeast Changbai Mountain,
The water in the pool was the bluedest that day,
A small mountain village at the foot of the mountain,
Cooking smoke haunts the setting sun,
There are fathers and mothers under the willow trees.
Tears in the eyes cannot flow,
The northeast girl is the strongest,
The soft side of the heart,
Leave it to those who are at heart,
Autumn creeps up the window ledge,
Tomorrow August 15th Mid-Autumn Festival,
Farewell to Sanya, which left youth,
Step on the train back home after a long absence,
All the way to the autumn flowers and red maple swaying,
The geese in the sky fly in the clouds,
When he first met him in his hometown, he was still single,
That must be the love affair of the three lives.
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