How many wanderers ask heaven when they sweat and shed tears and stay in hatred;
when you sit on a jade man and carry a jade cup, it's a new person for an old one.
(2)
Gold and silver are dripped, and the beauty is peeped in the wine.
There is no autumn frost in Shenzhen, and several people are holding the spring home.
(3)
The same year and the same month are different, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the spring is not bright;
anyone who speaks passionately has feelings, and the sad autumn moon dream is still cold.
(4)
There are many red tears in the garden when he enjoys flowers in other years;
graceful flower picker, and since then, the sound and dust have disappeared.
(5)
The streamer throws people away in the spring, and the empty umbrella in the alley faces the rain.
Looking back on the clouds and the moon in Shenzhen, only the peach blossom tears are crisp.
(6)
After ten years of silence, the spring of Shenzhen is coming.
how much lovesickness pays off, only flowers pity people.
(7)
I want to get drunk more and more, and I'm bored in the past.
I'm one year old again, and I dream of Momo under the moon.
(8)
White clouds wash their hair twenty times, and the blue sea and the heart bloom for a thousand nights.
it's always different to be a guest in a colorful place.
(9) Looking north at Shenzhen on the Double Ninth Festival in 218
Looking up at the heavy building, the red leaves in Longyuan moisten my heart.
until September 9th in Qiu Lai, there are yellow flowers everywhere.