Liangzhu memory
Text/Li Ben
How long is the North Amaranth Creek
Memories that snaked through 5,000 years
The wind swept through the mountain
Good people, your footprints
It is also deeply rooted in an ancient city
Early in the morning you fish in the Watergate net
I'm in Nagisa
If the grunt of the vermilion-necked dove
There was a strange harmony
I know you're hiding in that tuft of reeds
Your eyes are like jade stars
Your mind is like a lotus like a hundred nectar
The tomb of the anti-mountain
Tall willow fir
We met at noon
It is in the field weir where the rice ears are filled
I use ramie cloth
Wrapped in warm potatoes
Your grilled fish is cooked
Ou tea has a rough sweetness
The other side of Mojiao Mountain
The king's feast is being laid out
His open-mindedness is amazing
Newly dredged canal water
Drainage during the rainy season Watering during drought
We pray together
God's concern
If you marry me
The dowry must have either Yu Chun or Yu Bi
Worship the gods and goddesses
Bow down to you and me, and walk in silk
Good man, you are my Liangzhu Qingquan
The tallest flagpole of my Great Shade Mountain
Our heirs will spread their leaves and branches
The most beautiful flower urn is fired in the town of bottle kiln
Wrote poems for the land 5,000 years later
Tonight the moon rises
The light is everywhere
And we filled our hands with this cup of sweetness
Editor: Shen Zhushi
Editor-in-charge: Zhao Zhengnan
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