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In Fuxian Lake in March, the glass is scorched with spring light

Text/Li Yungang

In Fuxian Lake in March, the glass is scorched with spring light

(i)

spring scenery

Stand in the attic of the super high-rise

Dancing and swaying with the fierce wind

A grain of red dust

Fall into the warmth of March

Stained a pool of green cilantro and spring water

Red blood

It pours into the charming countryside lake

Set off cherry and waves of loud cheers

Two cars have been idle for a long time

Painted with golden and pink

Focus on the bikes smelted

Green lotus with balcony goose yellow shawl

Whispering about Sakura's peachy spring love

Eager for spring

Men and women of all ages in home isolation

Push open the cold, closed door

In the noise of elevator bells

Rushing to the spring color of the Fairy Lake

Four tires with full air pressure

No longer afraid of the new crown group of demons dancing figures

Hand in hand with the warm winds of March and the gentle and moist rain

Join forces, unceremoniously

Resolutely and resolutely, crushed

by viruses

Infected with demonic cholera ghosts in the human world

In Fuxian Lake in March, the glass is scorched with spring light
In Fuxian Lake in March, the glass is scorched with spring light

(ii)

Lake in March

Gathered the clarion call of spring

Spring, blooming in the lyrical arms of nostalgia

Stranded love

Depressed soul

Idle time trail

Dead cherry blossoms

Hazy sleepy eyes in a daze

The camp quarreled and quarreled

Let fuxian lake boil the taotao green coriander

A pot of cherries brewed scorching spring nothing

A garden of awakening roses blooming on the shore of the lake

A purple rainbow lavender showing off its dancing posture

A pair of sparkling Japanese like blueberries

A pair of intimate lovers who play their hearts on the violin

Put the march of the township lake

Stir-fry and place on the bike rack of the spring

The wind is speeding towards the bright spring

Let spring catch the eye

The flowers bloom with a roaring and burning rural sound

The Spring of Glass that haunts the Yuying Creek

Let all the budding life in the universe flourish

In the surging and exciting spring blossoms of the song

Unscrupulously, revel in the spring

In the beauty and fraternity of the majestic sea of stars...

In Fuxian Lake in March, the glass is scorched with spring light
In Fuxian Lake in March, the glass is scorched with spring light