Amidst Xitang
Wicker wild child dyed green countryside,
Strands of rain drift child dropping parachutes of the flap,
Red lantern Qinghe children shake the shore.
Bluestone paved weathered still engraved in Zeze's get, the
Pulp ripple sound Dangqi circle in the ancient remains of the bridge,
Night singing loud melody is also locked in a hoarse eaves.
Xitang, dream of the rivers and lakes,
Concentrated on knowing about alley's charm,
Has been hovering close to the millennium.
Misty rain, such as weaving,
One by one lonely soul,
Stepping Street, come
Step on the town's quiet chaos.
Wu Qi parachutes that girl,
No clove-like delicate and charming,
They wander about the same,
Wander about with,
Does trying to pursue her life's sentimentally attached to!
Author: xsyujing
