Author/Shao Yanxiang
I summon the greenwood.
Come with me to Yuan Ye.
Shake a bunch of new leaves in early spring
That's a green flag.
Pull a small flower
Peach, white clouds
Send a new article as a pointer
For young female teachers.
Send a new horse.
For children who are not in school.
Cross the ridge with me.
Become a horse's mane around the neck of a galloping horse
Walk across the river with me.
A string of numbers fell into the spring.
The spring breeze brushed the top of the forest.
We blew the willow whistle all the way.
The spring breeze lifted our hair.
We ran forward in ecstasy.
When you are tired of running, just stand on your hands.
Close your eyes quietly in the moonlight.
If the ground is wet by the spring rain
That's our sweat.
Come on, Greengrove.
Come with me to Yuan Ye.