Hua Rao Yanshi
The world of mortals is full of flowers
Flower slaves don't fight for seats
A city that cares for the people
Flower slaves keep autumn.
Waiting for the flowers to fade.
Flower slaves look forward to winter.
Bury flowers with a smile.
Flower slaves dream of spring.
Clean up drunken flowers.
Flower slaves love summer.
Bloom is on a stranger.
Laugh like hibiscus
Affectionate as autumn water
Tears can't be collected from sadness.
The tea is cold. I miss your illness.
Smile and stand on the green bamboo in the garden
With clear eyes and delicate forehead.