I love you, table tennis (the third poem in the series). I love you. Ping-pong, I love you, Ping-pong. Your cheerful melody, your cheerful melody, the bells of the Year of the Ox and the bells of the Year of the Ox make up a beautiful ensemble. Made up a beautiful ensemble. You are a magnificent movement, you are a brilliant commander, who has played a man's magnificent pride, ignited the enthusiasm of golfers and inspired the sonorous roses of ladies. There is love here, calling for a spring breeze inside and outside the court. This place is full of passion! ,
I love you, table tennis, and your cheerful melody has made a beautiful ensemble for the bell of the Year of the Ox. You let us sing together. A song: Happy Table Tennis! Healthy and happy! This is a golfer's joyful song!