Author: Jun Xuan
Endless grassland,
The bonfire lit up the horizon,
Aobao watched silently,
The moon hung shyly high.
Young girls put singing,
Where is my sweetheart?
Watching you sing,
Sister, I am in love.
Teenagers look forward to chasing the wind,
Look at my shy face.
The legendary Garden of Eden,
With or without your love,
The flame shines on your face,
That's what I want in my heart.