Gantang Lake
When the winter plum blossoms bloom,
The water of Gantang Lake can no longer carry a small boat.
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Looking at Gantang Lake while leaning on the railing, the scattered broken branches in the cold wind are walking on the cold rails of the Jiujiang Yangtze River Bridge
As far as the sky can be seen, what time is the surging river tide on Shaou? Lightly dancing, flying back and forth
Passing through my heart
I want to go back this winter,
Go back, go back to see you< /p>
I will pour out my burning passion and endless longing for you,
close to your desolate chest and melt your cold embrace
From now on Ah,
The mountains are long and the rivers are vast, and there is a hometown where the soul returns.
The journey to morning clouds and dusk rain is no longer lonely
The sorrow of lovesickness is no longer up and down< /p>