Text: Zhang Jun. You are the bright colors of the city.
Heavy strokes. Exactly in the direction of the eastern sun.
Your appearance is stunning.
How like the rising sun every day.
Polishing the city's skies.
Scavenge for some beautiful words.
May I be in the spring in this city.
Describe my good house.
The floor doesn't matter.
Every place is the darling of the sun.
High places. I can enjoy the blue sky and white clouds.
Underlying. I can grow green and flowers in a place.
In fact. The human environment is my abundant air.
I can be in the house of my imagination.
Enjoy the sun and food.
It can be outdoors in the neighborhood lanes.
Take a stroll. Read a book of poetry in a touch of green.
See if there is one in a lake of clear water.
The story of the sinking fish and the wild goose.
You have an aura like spring".
You have an aura like spring".
I need. Don't be too cold in the winters here.
Carry a sense of tranquility.
Walk in a secluded garden.
You can totally imagine it.
At a moderate temperature in spring.
Warm up a strong stone.
So. between these buildings.
There will be a beautiful legend.
Hidden by you with good intentions.
You have the height of Tarzan.
Pulses are connected. Tranquility is the leap of my life.
My good house is smart.
It is a sound that can put the sounds of nature.
Everywhere you go.
Like a poet.
Revel in the blue sky and white clouds during the day.
The night is available on the balcony.
Take a look at the moonlight.
Or watch a meteor pass by.
You have the same name as spring.
Like a bouquet of flowers that never wither.
Spring gives you the quality of holiness.
Ecology, health and people.
It's eternity.