Solo shadow shake red spring on The Mountain of Meng
Text/Yimeng poem
In the spring, on the Mengshan Mountain, cranes fly steep walls floating in the sea of clouds.
The morning glow reflected in the sky, and the heart was intoxicated and impatient.
The beauty is in the world, the fog is traveling to the east, and the scenery is still there.
Attract people cheerfully, attract customers often, and do not change their infatuation.
Bucket to star shift, there have also been many dreams of heroism.
When will we meet Du Juankai? Don't be ruthlessly in debt.
Want to ask the mountains high clouds, drunk on the world, thousands of generations.
By nature, silent youth, sincere treatment. #Linyi headline# #春节大联欢 #