Huang Runpeng
The rainbow bridge is lying on the clear waves, and the pearls are reflected in the river of love. The neon lights are shining brightly everywhere, and the strings are singing and dancing.
Seven melodies - Farewell to Chongqing
The winds of a thousand mountains
With the wind and the rain in the city of Chongqing, I boarded a boat at sunset and traveled to the gorges.
Shooting the moon, the lights flow brightly, and the shadow of the painting boat and tower reflect the crystal.
The sound of the flute is moving into the water, and the color of the mountains is sinking into the riverbanks, making the fire bright.
The building is gradually going to leave the guest's dream, the spring breeze is looking for the last love.
The wind and the night
Source:Pearl Pearl Literature
Evening breeze on the side of the river in the fall,
Trivial things are not entangled in the body.
Lamenting the cloudy past,
Counting the old days.
The wind is blowing like this,
Who will enjoy the charming moonlight?
The lights are bright, and the boats are shining brightly,
The flying bridge is over the sky.
It is not surprising that the river flows slowly in the east,
and the masts have become dotted in the distance.
The wind blows the clouds and the moon is visible,
and the river is calm enough for the fish to jump.
When you walk along the river in the dead of night,
only the street lamps are there to accompany the lonely shadows.
The old moon still hangs in the night sky,
only the moon is different every night!
The old days,
The old days,
The old days,
The old days,
The old days,
Tonight, I am alone on the river.