1. In spring, I follow the river flute and pile up the clouds. I lie on the waves and return to my sails, dreaming of the rain.
Read all the vicissitudes of life and welcome the dawn, the tide sings in the wind and the moon rolls into the clear mist.
2. The scenery on both sides of the Taiwan Strait is beautiful, and the waves of the river wash away the sadness in the memory.
The bells still ring to see off the departing guests, and the purple dream is like smoke and the dawn is opening.
3. Explore Yuanjin deeply in the old alleys, and patrol the old streets carefully.
Listen to the sound of waves on the long embankment, and find new traces of ancient towns everywhere.
4. The sound of the flute is soft in the misty rain in Jiajiang River, and the gulls are dancing in the breeze.
The Pengkun spreads its wings and thinks far away, and the tide can almost contain the rapids.
5. A ray of rays of light wanders around the water, looking majestic and majestic for the voyage.
The bright moon shines thousands of miles away, and the whistle reminds me of the sleeping clouds as I dance across the sea.