Grasslands on both sides of Qingqing River and Philip Burkart Road.
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
Mao Yan is low and small, with green grass beside the stream.
Weeds are green in the spring shade, and sometimes there are beautiful flowers and a bright tree.
Qingqing's son is proud, and my heart is long. Even if I don't go, I would rather not inherit this voice.
Qing Pei, I miss Long. Even if I don't go, I won't come, will I?
Pick Xi to reach Xi, at the gate of Xi, I can't see you for a day, such as March Xi.