mild
The spring breeze is blowing.
Keep your voice down, you
It's an oriole who loves singing.
A shallow misty fragrant forest.
Accompanied by the slowly flowing mountain spring
Sing a song that never stops.
sing
Arrows whistling in the morning light.
Wake up the cold Shan Ye.
Wake up the spring in the mountains
sing
This is the warm wind in cold winter.
Dispel gloomy stratus clouds
The sun that causes heat is always bright.
late night
In the sleeping country, the surrounding mountains are silent.
However, my
Deep in my heart, I run like a fire.
Call hot melt flow
Let the night burn
……
On the other side of the mountain
There is a breeze blowing slowly.
Vaguely
Sing a song
sing
Embedded in my memory.