1, Qinyuanchun Changsha: Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang River going north, Orange Island. You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost fight for freedom.
Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs? I took a hundred couples on a trip to reminisce about the past years. Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu. Pointing out the maze, inspiring words, the dirt in Wan Huhou that year. Remember hitting the water in the middle stream and the waves stopped the speedboat?
I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. From Li Bai's Four Poems on the Bright Moon (I) in the Tang Dynasty to from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank it alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. Will goodwill be guaranteed? I think the Milky Way is a long way.
3. Tuned and returned to Jinggangshan: Ling stayed here for a long time and returned to Jinggangshan. Looking for the old place thousands of miles away, the old look has changed. There are songs and dances everywhere, and there are many gurgling waters, and high roads enter the clouds.
After Huang Yangjie, you don't need to think about danger. It is human nature that the storm is moving and the flag is stirring. Thirty-eight years later, with a flick of a finger. You can spend nine days on the moon, catch turtles in five oceans, and laugh and laugh. Nothing is difficult for those who are willing to try.