After the rain passes through Bailuzhou, I miss the Tongque Tower. The setting sun stains the quiet grass, and it turns red several times, swaying the sails on the river.
Looking back at the lamp like flowers, I feel ashamed before I say anything. I brush my thoughts lightly, hold my hands lightly, and let my hair tangle around my eyes.
So the sky is full of flowers and happiness is spreading. The joys and sorrows of the past are spread. Therefore, the face of the country is unchanged. The face has become forever in an instant. The sky is full of flowers and happiness is around me. Thousands of rivers and mountains are around me. At this moment, the country and the city are guarding each other forever. The eternal night is as euphemistic as a song.
Tonight, the beautiful scenery is as euphemistic as a song. Everyone's face is filled with happiness and brilliance. Even though the beautiful time is short, I hope that the country and the city will retain the romance of tonight.