Ye Saining (Russia)
At my window,
There is a birch tree,
As if covered with silver frost,
Covered with snowflakes.
Furry branches,
The lace of snow embroidery is very chic.
Strings of flowers are in full bloom,
White tassels are picturesque.
In the dim silence,
Yuli this birch tree,
In the flashing golden light,
Shining with brilliant snowflakes.
Birch trees wander around.
Sunset,
It turned to the snowy branches.
Another layer of silver brilliance.
Five unique skills of reed weaving
Reed is tall and long,
Reed flowers are as big as Melissa Zhou.
Reed knows storms best,
Reed knows best that it is raining.
Reed is tall and long,
Hide and seek among the reeds.
How many dignitaries, celebrities,
They were all cowboys at that time.
Reed is tall and long,
Over the mountains, over the water.
This side of the reed is my hometown.
Beyond the reeds is Wang Yang.
Reed is tall and long,
Reed is busy weaving.
Weave it into my bag,
Go sailing with me from now on.
Reed is tall and long,
How sweet the reed flute sounds.
The shepherd boy in the distance is calm,
Let people worry about their parents.