Qingdao poetry

Mexican tourists love Hui Quan,

A bay of seawater embraces the distant mountains,

Sitting by the railing of the sea pavilion,

My eyes are full of waves and sails.

The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the water is Wang Yang.

Cut off a corner to take a bath.

Ten thousand people hit the water and the waves splashed.

The tide and laughter sounded at the same time.

Put green gauze on Qingdao in summer,

Listening to birds and watching the sunset,

There is also a good scene worth remembering.

Red lotus on Xiaoxi Lake.