The main focus is on ancient and modern Chinese classic poems, lyrics, songs and prose, not out of the excellent traditional Chinese culture, in line with the core concept of socialist values. Two to

The main focus is on ancient and modern Chinese classic poems, lyrics, songs and prose, not out of the excellent traditional Chinese culture, in line with the core concept of socialist values. Two to three minutes. West Island Song

South and North Dynasties: Unknown

Remembering the plum down the West Island, folding the plum and sending it to the north of the river.

The single shirt is red with apricots, and the temples are the color of crows.

Where is the West Island? The two oars are on the bridge.

The wind blows the Ushu tree at sunset.

Under the tree is the door, and in the door there is a green tin.

Open the door and the man doesn't come, go out and pick the red lotus.

Picking lotus in Nantang in the fall, the lotus flower is over one's head.

The lotus seed is as clear as water.

Placing the lotus in my sleeve, the heart of the lotus is completely red.

Remembering that Lang Lang never came, I looked up and saw the flying Hong.

The Hongkonger flew all over the western continent, looking up to him in the green house.

The building is so high that I can't see it, and I can't see the end of the day.

The railing has twelve curves, and the hand is as bright as jade.

The sky is high and the sea is green.

The sea water is a dreamy place, and I am also sad about it.

The south wind knows what I mean, and it blows my dreams to the west.