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About you, to Qindu
Wang Qiao
About you, to the capital of Qin, the capital of Great Qin
The first imperial capital of China
I stand at the top of the majestic Nine Hills to greet you
I'll pick you up on the banks of the soup and the water
I'm sitting on the fishing platform waiting for you
I lean on the sparkling Xianyang Bridge and look at you
Come on, let's gather in the thousand-year-old crossing
Come on, let's raise a toast in the Qingwei tall building
Come on, let's sing in the Qin Feng Han Moon
In the sea of flowers and blue waves, the passion of the burning of the new Qindu hand in hand
Meet you in front of the sculpture of the First Emperor in Unification Square
Step on a flat leaf boat and open the long river of years
Tracing the past and present lives of the Qin Capital, it is here
The First Emperor swung his long sword and swept the six kingdoms to unify the world
Edicts fall like snowflakes, and new systems spring up
An emperor through the ages, a mighty earthquake in all directions; the Great Qin Empire, the wind and clouds
It was a great time, a proud time
It's as sunny as a sunflower, and it's full of enthusiasm
Guiding the sons and daughters of Great Qin to bravely move forward and struggle unceasingly
It is promoting the Chinese nation to prosperity and strength, civilization and harmony
Meet you at the relief wall of Silk Road Park
Whisk away the dust of a thousand years and seek the depths of the dense forest
In the whistle of the train, keep up with Zhang Qian's pace
Head west to west and retrace the Silk Road
The tall knots fluttered in the yellow sand
Shake the endless horizon
Sprinkle the colors of the Han people all the way
The silk glow reflected the blue sky, and the peach blossoms were fragrant
Confident and persistent, open and inclusive
Let the East and the West merge and build a new Eurasian land bridge
Ray Creek real shot
Meet you in front of the ruins of the Shahe Ancient Bridge
The water gushed, taking away the honor of the Xiwei Bridge
The sand river is quiet, precipitating the legend of the bricks
Silent sand river beach, rows of wooden bridge piles
Mottled faces
Record the bustling smoke and rain of that year
It also bears witness to today's splendor
Longhai Railway, National Highway 312, Lianhuo - Fuyin
One by one, they swirled, flew, and stretched at high speed
Bring the enthusiasm and courage of the Qin people to the far side
Ask you to meet at the Beiyuan Liu Guyu Memorial Hall
Flying canola flower skirt
Accompanied by the joyful cry of the bee butterflies and ducks
Follow in his footsteps, from Chongshi Academy to Yanxia Caotang
Listen to his bold faithfulness and shout
Look, the seeds of the changes of yesteryear have blossomed
Stars fall like stars in the corners of the city and the countryside
Library, cultural center, gymnasium, science and technology museum
Flower forest vegetable and fruit grain industry base, automobile textile machinery and equipment park
Qin Du has rushed in the fast lane of the new era
Ask you to meet at the ferry port of the two temples
With the moonlight like water, the intoxicating fragrance of flowers
Stroll along the reed-swung bridge
See the neon lights of Wanjia
Call Wu Gang's osmanthus wine and drink with Chang'e
The road is not exhausted, and the pain of leaving the hometown cannot be exhausted
This is the homeland that gave birth to me and raised me
The notes of childhood beat in the smoke
The rolling wheat waves churned with youthful smiles
I would like to be a locust tree on the side of the road
Towering in the midst of the greenery, greeting friends from all over the world
Jointly build my hometown, the new Qindu
I use the moving fireworks of Fuyuan Lane
I use the bamboo shadow of the 029 art district
I use the five lingyuan immortal pine branches
I use Qin brick Han tiles, I use Tang poetry and Song poetry
Carefully designed, dedicated to writing invitations
Send spring swallows, summer flowers, autumn leaves, and winter snow to you
Did you receive it? I just care about the Qindu Bridge
A lake of smoke willows is flicked, and the city is full of spring colors
Waiting for you to move forward hand in hand to meet a better tomorrow
Wang Qiao, a native of Xianyang, Shaanxi. He loves education, loves words, has won many awards for papers, reportage, essays, poetry, etc., and his works have appeared in newspapers and magazines, and the poetry collection "Autumn Leaves Are Red" has been published.
【Anchor Profile】Nie Xiaoyu (Yu'er Teacher), Executive Chairman of Xianyang Reading Association, Dean of Xianyang Branch of Mulan College, Head of Xianyang Qindu Reading Party Building Alliance, Psychological Education Work in Colleges and Universities, MCN Entrepreneurship Mentor.
Responsible editor Lei Xiaohe
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