On 1990
It was a spring day,
blue sky
White clouds,
We have a spring outing.
Enjoy her freshness in small groups,
A beautiful voice. . . . . .
In 2000,
It's autumn,
A tall building
busy street
Let's get together.
Swallow her freshness,
Noisy, loud and enthusiastic. . . . . .
Today in 20 10 year
It was a winter,
Buildings are everywhere.
There's rubble everywhere,
The air is filled with thick smoke and dust.
smothery
An old man who left her for twenty years.
Go home!
What can you see on the plane?
He thought about it day and night.
Beautiful hometown,
But it seems to be-
The smoking one
Crematorium! ! !
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Beautiful Nanjing
Can only rely on history to witness! ! !