Moving mountains and rivers, singing hymns, the Great Wall of China purple swallows dance.
A book for thousands of years, the wind sings and the stone views the sea, and the mighty spirit lasts forever at the beginning of the world.
Gone forever, the purple air is full of energy, and the wind is blowing where to find the soul of the hero.
The purple air from the east has ancient traces, and a strong wind has a dragon in China.
The world hears that the dragon roars in China, and the mighty man rushes to the sky, running thousands of miles.
The children are full of strange ambitions, the clouds are flying, and the east is close to the stone and exists in all directions.
The north and south have great ambitions, overlord whips, thousands of sails from the starting place, and China takes off thousands of miles.
Thousands of miles of Yangtze River east passing water, thousands of years of mighty ancient and modern existence, when the wind song will return to the soul of the Han Dynasty.
The world knows, shows heroics, preserves history, and passes away in the east of the Yangtze River.
The first person to take off in China, the spirit of the wind rises, the purple air from the east is auspicious, and the vast universe exists forever.
In the prosperous era of China, the sun is beautiful.
The sun and the moon are new, and spring is in spring, the mountains and rivers of China are strong, and the prosperous world is dreamy.
The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the new atmosphere of thousands of miles of wind and smoke in China is joyful.
Full of tears, happy to comfort the loyal soul in the prosperous era, the wind and rain beat the sun and the moon.
The moonlight is bright, Shenzhou is flowing eastward, and the sun is clear.
Outside the cloudy sky, the spring light comes into the eyes, and I like to see the flowers bloom in the prosperous era of China.
The earthquake is in the sky, the new weather of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and China, and the heroes of the world exhibition.
I like to see the prosperity of China, the rain is smooth, the people are safe, and the waves are green.
Guotai Min'an song is prosperous, the dragon and tiger leap to sing Shenzhou, the east is a mighty spring tide, and the sky is clear and the wind is blowing.
The earth welcomes the new year, the mighty world sends the old year, Shenzhou soars purple, and enjoys the prosperity of the spectrum.
Sad tears, sighing for the passing years, spring tides, prosperous Chinese splendor.
Vientiane is new, the world is spring, thousands of music, the mighty sun and moon wheel.
There is no war in the prosperous world, there is no smoke, it flows eastward, and the wind sends the sound of waves to the ears.
Let me be crazy, look at the thousands of miles in China, and the harmonious and prosperous world will be magnificent.
The mighty eastward opens, thousands of miles of wind and smoke come into the eyes, the new atmosphere of China, and the prosperity of the world.
The sun and the moon are new, welcoming spring, thousands of families, and another round of vast world.
The prosperous millennium Chinese dream, Shenzhou Wanli Shunyao Tian, Dongjun mighty spring tide, rain and wind to adjust the five grains.
The wind is uncertain, and the mind is mighty since ancient times, and Hua sings Datong.
The vast spring is full of the world, the sunny day, the land of China is splendid, and the prosperous Chinese spectrum is a new chapter.
In addition to the old appearance, Shenzhou is happy to show a new look in the prosperous era, the wind and rain are smooth and the people are happy, and the spring tide is surging.
The founding of the country, a new chapter of China's festive spectrum, the spring tide surges, and the rain is good for the year.
The bloody wind and blood rain are new, more splendid, and there are few unjust souls in the prosperous world.
The water is vast, and the wind is torn by the clouds, how many things are going on in Shenzhou, good son.
The land of China rises from high-rise buildings, the prosperous era sings endlessly, the wind of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains is just right, and the vast universe is free to travel.
With a new look, the reincarnation of the sun and the moon is infinitely better, and a thousand cups of wine are full of joy.
Singing at night, the rivers and lakes are full, the vast universe is at my disposal, the sun, moon and stars are wide, the winter and summer are ancient and modern.
The wind and clouds will be full of new eyes, and the sun and the moon will spend the ancient and modern people together.
The sun and the moon are preserved, and the heart of Dan will always be red with the blood of heroes, flowing through the ages.
Spring and autumn pass in an instant, the sun and the moon in the pot are staggering, the vast mind is broad, and the pride of the paper is fleeting.
Dan's heart is full of dust and boundlessness, and he dares to reflect the sun and the moon together, and does not take spring and autumn as neighbors.
Yao Qiankun, full of Kunlun, dare to teach the sun, moon, spring and autumn and eternal souls.
The sun and the moon are the same as the north and the south, no matter how absurd the spring and autumn are nowhere to ask, there is a real dragon in the sleeve of Qiankun.
Several times again, the same light shines on the past and the present, drunk and full of red dust.
The sun, moon and stars, winter and summer, ancient and modern, are the same.
Sprinkle the universe, cry ghosts and gods absurdly, live forever to show the sun and the moon, and praise the loyal soul.
In the long hanging mirror, in the jade pot, the right path in the world is the same for eternity.
The scenery of spring, autumn, winter and summer is good, the weather is new, the universe is the same color, and the mountains and rivers are full of splendor.
The country is not full of fame, thousands of miles are at my disposal, and the sun, moon and stars are always concerned in winter and summer.
Shock, tears and rain, shocking the sun and the moon, righteousness shook Kunlun.
Once the sun and the moon urged people to grow old, several spring and autumn dreams were far away, the paper was full of acacia and nowhere to send, and the universe was thousands of miles tonight.
Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art