Fog, rain and poetry

The Millennium is frost.

The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

Tracing back from it, the road resistance is long;

Swim back from it, in the middle of the water

Sadly, the Millennium is still there.

The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and embarrassing;

Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

When harvesting, the Millennium is not finished,

The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and right;

Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

There is also a Qiong Yao song:

Song: At the water's edge.

Singer: Teresa Teng

Word: Qiong Yao

Song: Lin Jiaqing

The grass is green and the fog is white.

There is a beautiful woman by the water.

Green grass, white fog blurred,

There is a beautiful woman who lives by the water.

I want to go upstream,

Snuggle up beside her.

There is a dangerous beach before you have no choice.

It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan.

I want to go downstream,

Find her direction.

But it seems vague,

She is in the middle of the water.

I want to go upstream,

Speak softly to her.

There is a dangerous beach before you have no choice.

The road twists and turns.

I want to go downstream,

Looking for her footprints.

But it seems vague,

She is standing in the water.

The grass is green and the fog is white.

There is a beautiful woman by the water.