The Iraqi in my heart is on the other side of the water.
I searched along Houxi, and the road was difficult and long.
I desperately searched downstream, and the Iraqis surfaced.
Lush reeds, glittering and translucent white dew wet.
I miss Iraqis in my heart, and I am at the water's edge.
I searched along the upstream, and the road was steep and difficult.
I searched hard downstream, and Iraqis appeared beside the pillars in the water.
How rich the reeds are, and the crystal white dew is not dry.
My lover is on the bank of the long river.
I searched all the way back and forth, and the road was winding.
I swam downstream to the other side, and the Iraqis were on the small river beach in the water.