1. Yanyu Ganjiang
The sound of water swam into the big lake in the spring of the high tide
April The wind brings some longing and tenderness
I know they only come for the Ganjiang River
In the Yan language back then, there were those who were wet by the rain. Flower stamens
There is the Ganjiang Boat Song blown far away by the wind
Yanyu Ganjiang
A glass of old wine and two dishes of side dishes
Imagine sipping the river breeze on the shore
A dark green ribbon is the bride's wedding dress
The fragrance of Yang Wanli's lotus floats in the language of Yan
In Jie Jin’s poems
Absorbing the charm of the south of the Yangtze River
I know how far away the east bank of the Gan River is
Acacia red beans once filled the cabin of the years
< p>You know that the rain lanes on the West Bank are deepThe beautiful shadows of youthful women once drifted across the Ganjiang River
There is a strange road to the east and west of the water to send the spring breeze
Both sides of the bank The boat song shakes the sound of Yanyu
What can be shaken is just the sound motor returning in the Ganjiang River
2. Ganjiang Yanyu
p>I spilled the wine into the middle of the river, and the waves surged
And whose murmur was singing in harmony with the Yan language
Is it the child who grew up in the Yan language? Why
He no longer knows that there are no roads paved with water on the riverside
He does not know that his hometown is floating in the Gan River
The chirping Yan language floating in the river
Awakening to another strange shore of heart
Yan Yu Yan Yu Spring is far away
The memory of a summer is gradually fading
You are gone with the wind The singing will take me through the late autumn
And I am in the waves of the Gan River
I have long seen my hometown and the misty reed flowers on both sides of it
3. Poppy ·Leisurely walking along the Ganjiang River embankment
The sunset gradually disappears and the orioles sing,
The cool breeze is gentle on the willow bank.
Leisurely walking along the river to the east,
My eyes are full of waves, soaring up to the distant starry sky.
On the curved embankment, there are long lights and shadows,
The mirror dances with the Milky Way.
The silk is fluttering and the moon is shy, covering my eyebrows.
The twinkling stars and lights are so beautiful.