Cao Cao
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
Journey to the sun and the moon, if you go out.
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition.
I feel that the autumn night will dawn and the hedge door will meet the cold-Lu You.
3. East of Wan Li River flows into the sea, reaching a height of 5,000 meters.
It's another year for the adherents to cry in the dust and look south to Julian Waghann.
From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;
Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.
From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.
Living in a house facing the sea, spring is blooming.
From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.
Tell them my happiness,
What did the lightning of happiness tell me,
I will distribute it to each of them.
Give every river and mountain a warm name.
Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.
I wish you a bright future!
May you lovers get married!
May you enjoy happiness in this world!
I also want to face the sea, and spring blossoms.
Woman, you wrapped the heart of the world with tears, just as the sea wrapped the earth.
Woman, you surrounded the heart of the world with the depth of tears, just as the sea surrounded the earth.
Our life is like crossing a sea, and we are all gathered in this narrow boat.
When we died, we went to the other side and went to a different world.
This life is like crossing the sea. We meet in the same narrow boat.
In death, we reached the other shore and went to our different world.
Death, like the infinite song of the sea, impacts the bright island of life day and night.
Around the sunshine island of life, the infinite song of the sea of death is surging day and night.
The pain of love surrounds my life and sings like a raging sea; But the joy of love is like a bird singing in the forest.
The pain of love sings around my life, like a raging sea, and the joy of love.
Singing among the flowers like a bird.
The shore whispers to the sea, "Please write down for me what your waves are struggling to say." The sea writes in bubbles again and again, erasing lines in wild despair.
The coast whispered to the sea, "Tell me, what do the waves want to say at the top of their lungs?" The sea has repeatedly expressed its love with foam, but it has not left a word in its fury and despair.