The wild flowers grow wildly, the green water is turquoise,
It is like a child lost in the Vienna Woods,
The green and beautiful spruce trees,
The charming ancient city walls,
the vast green ocean,
the crimson smile blooming under the bodhi tree,
the girl took a sip of clear water with her slender hand .
Strauss raised his hand and sang a song,
The blue Duduan River,
is like the faint luster in the summer night,
< p>In a flash, I have been fascinated by Vienna for a whole season.Heiligenstedt,
Beethoven also came here lightly.
The small and unpretentious mill,
the girl’s pretty smile,
the simple and lengthy well,
the painted wooden logs building.
The tavern with dim yellow lights,
a few drinkers sitting here and there,
the mini wine glasses were slightly dazzling,
< p>In a trance, a faint mist gathered on the path outside the door.The girl sang a cheerful song,
The light body was carried by a gust of wind,
The skirt of her skirt was fluttering like butterfly wings,
The creek flows outside the door,
The green ocean is swaying, and
the color of the Muse appears near the Alps.
The green muse,
Van Gogh was also crazy about it,
is so prevalent in this run-down village.
In this run-down village,
the girl’s name is Lucy.
The linden tree, the ancient well,
Schubert could not help but draw,
the beautiful mill girl.
This small village has so many beautiful music stories.
At the still young moment of the night,
blooms in the wind.