Do you know this magical land?
Buried with golden acacia
Strings of azaleas are colorful.
The goddess' sigh comes from the torrent of the Three Gorges.
From permafrost to green coconut groves in winter.
The rosy waves caressed the beach.
Do you know this song?
Mysterious land
Yellow skin and black hair are beautiful.
A gentle character is like a lake in the breeze.
Stubborn and brave, like the Yangtze River.
There is joy under the frosted grapes.
Hard core opened the opportunity for revival.
navigate by water/air
I want to see the white sails.
Above the sail, there are floating white clouds and sky, and below the sail, there is a warm hut; There, life is not static, but constantly flowing and drifting.
I want to see the white sails.
No matter in the river, in the river, in the ocean, they are all advancing and fighting the wind and waves. Every sail full of wind hides a beautiful fantasy.
I want to see the white sails. I hope our life is like a white sail, always looking for an ice-free port.