"Watching the Tide"
In the southeast, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoked willow painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, there are hundreds of thousands of homes.
Clouds and trees surround the dike and sand, raging waves roll up frost and snow, and the sky is endless. The city is lined with pearls and the houses are full of luxury.
Chonghuduo [Mountain Xian] Qingjia. There are osmanthus seeds in three autumns and lotus flowers in ten miles. The Qiang pipe clears the sky, the watermelon song fills the night, and the old lotus babies play and fish.
Thousands of riders with high teeth, riding drunk, listening to flutes and drums, chanting and admiring the haze. I hope the future will be beautiful, and go back to Fengchi to praise it.
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