Woman, half the world belongs to you.
You broke free from the shackles of ancient times.
From history
You stand tall and proud.
From the hustle and bustle of real life
You are full of hope for the future.
Walking from the vast horizon
You are the majestic Kunlun Mountain.
Spread the sunshine there
You are a tall spruce.
Sprinkle green all over the world
You are a crystal stone by the sea.
Reflects the magnificence of the sea.
You are one of 500 million families.
Hold up a warm harbor
You are the husband's wife.
A generous body is the feeling of love.
You are the mother of the child.
Water milk with love
Ah! great women
Proud of you.
Hold up the peak of human happiness.
I am not a woman.
I don't know if a woman is the moon
Because I'm a man.
I don't know if a person is the sun.
I know why women are not the moon.
I believe Eve is not Adam's flesh and blood.
The curve of a woman was first outlined at the beginning of the world.
Nu Wa's vitality
The tranquility of Venus
The wisdom of the muse
Mona Lisa Smile
They all emit huge amounts of heat.
Let the world be full of harmonious flames.
Ah! Great woman
Ancient eve
Contemporary women
you are
Dedicated to the sun
the mid autumn moon
Half as much as you.
It's also half of mine.
This is an admiration for a woman's mind.
Some people compare the earth to a mother.
Some people regard their motherland as their mother.
Mothers and mothers are symbols of great women.
In ancient times, Mulan fought at the border.
Qian Qian Wan Wan, an existing British model.
All walks of life are full of heroic deeds.
Who says daughters are inferior to men?
Ah! great women
Proud of you.
I want to shout for you.
Bravely hold up half the sky that belongs to you.
Poetry 2: Beautiful Spring Girl
You walk with rosy clouds and songs.
Stroll among the flowers
On the land with dew
Your elegant posture
Dancing the wings of youth
Show the feeling of life
Expectation and beautiful yearning!
Beautiful spring girl
I want to praise you.
You walked past with a scent.
A portrayal of the cold winter of MINUS 30 degrees
Your blooming buds are breaking through the ground.
A resounding declaration of the old feudal shackles
Beautiful spring girl
Listen to the sound of the mountain stream.
Praise you for breaking the snow and melting
Look at the birds on the branches.
Song for you.
Praise your tolerance.
Look at the flowers of the earth.
Nod for you
Praise your fragrance and elegance!
I want to praise you.
You are the spirit that breeds all things.
Beautiful spring girl
Beauty!
Poetry 3: A woman is drunk.
A woman with a flame like the wind.
I was intoxicated by your enthusiasm.
You are a glass of hard liquor, and half a glass can make me completely drunk.
In the process of drunkenness, your reflection is in my glass.
Drink it in your mouth and chew it slowly in your heart.
Why am I drunk and silent?
Wait for you silently and get me drunk with your wisdom.
Let my heart drift with the wind
Illuminate my eyes with flames.
Let me see the mood, just slightly drunk.
Love, without soaking its heart in wine, is also drunk when it hurts.
You are a fire, jumping in my eyes and dancing wildly on my spiritual key.
Looking at you, I know I'm not drunk.
Because I heard you played the divine comedy.
Sing in your heart through the echoes in your bones.
I'm drunk. Why am I drunk?
Actually, I was just waiting for you to tell me.