Zou Jiayi set out to sing.
Yongjia mountains and rivers depend on each other,
Lizi lies to the south of the Yangtze River.
The spirit of being born happy,
Spring is sunny and refreshing.
Come on, a free man,
The music reverberated hundreds of miles away.
Zhu Rong, Hai Ruo, let Yunfei,
Zou is not a sage.
The wind blows in the ancient temple all day,
Since ancient times, it has been difficult for Li to know things.
Born in a year of peace and happiness,
Laugh and play music every day.
Happy people celebrate their birthdays,
Happy enough to fill my heart.