Beautiful poems in Guangxi

One:

God goose is grateful for the warmth of the sun, stirring soil and mud to make a clear spring; The still water is long, and its name is eternal.

Second,

Lying quietly in the embrace of the green hills, smiling and not showing off your beauty, competing for beauty; After seven hundred years of shining, I woke up with a strong wind.

Third,

Boxing pays off, and the spring is connected up and down;

The right to cross the white clouds and circle away from the water.

Fourth,

Yinquan Aika Aika, see the geese but not the white hair; Autumn wind still sighs with spring rain, and time waits for no guest!