I go on the highroad I go on the highroad, It is vernal about everywhere, My nose spring breath, Also see spring suddenly the scene of discharge; Pink willow is green, Vimineous tendril raise; Bouquets of flowers and piles of silks-rich multicolored decoration, Fragrant and aromatic; Petal spits pistil, Tender bud is open, The insect is in in a low voice chant, Halcyon be in loudly sang, It is the picture with lively spring everywhere.
I go on the highroad, See a winter not the picture of come out; The chill of my nose winter, Also see the winter does not think the setting sun of die; The city comes loose decadent, Dismantle shovel city wall; Nibble of slam the door, Temple tall hall; Cultural relic is marred, Nostalgic reason soil; The city is in pule, Machinery is in plangent sing loudly, Although the winter shrinks corner still one is assured and bold with justice.
I go on the highroad, The hope still is full of in the heart, My nose spring information, Also see the picture that change, Key cultural relic, Protection is consummate; Be not ornament of involuntary discharge of urine, Tourist roams; Trim old profit old, Big country craftsman; Establish grass is planted the tree longs to grow, Natural and green good return to native place, China shine artful dress and make up of extraordinary splendour an ancient name for China. |
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