The whole poem is as follows:
I sing a little tune for the love of Hangzhou, not thinking that horse bones are worth a thousand gold.
Every time I remember Su Bai because of the willows on the embankment, I once cherished the plum blossoms in the mountains and forests.
The scenery is restored and liberated, and the rivers and mountains are no longer visited by Qiang.
Light makeup and heavy makeup cover the surface of the West Lake, looking up at the richness and depth of the world.
The poem was published in the "Zhejiang Daily" at that time. Mr. Su Buqing was the president of Fudan University at the time!
Hope this helps!