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 hits the sky, the fish is shallow,
All kinds of frost fight for freedom.
Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?
Took 100 couples on a trip,
Recalling the past, the years are thick.
Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom;
Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu.
Guide the direction, inspire words,
Shit is Wan Huhou.
Remember hitting the water in the middle stream and the waves stopped the speedboat?