A classic poem describing Ma 'anshan: Ma 'anshan

The house in my hometown faces a mountain.

Shaped like a saddle

expand from a small to a large force

I knew it was called Ma 'a

A classic poem describing Ma 'anshan: Ma 'anshan

The house in my hometown faces a mountain.

Shaped like a saddle

expand from a small to a large force

I knew it was called Ma 'anshan.

Maanshan watched me grow up.

Watching the old house change from new to old.

Watching the houses in my hometown slowly build up.

Take it down slowly

The number of people visiting their hometown has increased from a few to many.

From more to less.

The sun always rises from Ma 'anshan.

Stay away from Maanshan in winter and closer in summer.

When I was a child, I was often in the sun and Maanshan.

In a daze in the distance

Now, Ma 'anshan often sees me go home.

I wonder if it knows me.

But I will always remember Ma 'anshan.

It's still opposite the old house.

The morning sun rises against the hillside in May.

I found Ma 'anshan has grown taller.

It is so majestic and beautiful.

Author: He Qinglian (Sichuan)

WeChat official account: Yipin Zhu Xiao