(The first song)

Mountain scenery and morning breeze cover the wall, and the river bank strolls to enjoy the fragrance.

As far as the sky, there are thousands of clouds, similar to a bed in the room.

A few broken old vines climbed up the back and laughed, and their lips were fragrant.

In spring, the yard can't be enclosed, so we have to embrace the prosperity of Xiaoyang.

(the second song)

Like autumn and spring, I send my body to the overpass.

It is not sad to be willing to spread warmth into brocade and give it to others.

A traffic barrier of Mingxia is transparent, and a three-point purple leaf contains truth.

Among them, there are many preferences in personality, striving to be the city flower chanting frequency.

(The third song)

The summer solstice is cold, and the style is swaying.

The green layer is calm, and clusters of purples are graceful and restrained.

Strange paths can be found in the wilderness, and Yi Shu's eyebrows are found in the frost and snow.

Enchanting four Ji Fang stay, comfortable life will not move.

(the fourth song)

After watching Bougainvillea, the puppets on my chest are all fly ash.

A colored pen describes the splendid scenery, and Wan Li meets Cuiwei on a long trip.

Flowing clouds and flowing water chase Jin, and clouds and algae follow San Sui.

Scholar's elegant embrace is infinite, and his masterpiece is like the reflection of the morning glow.

(the fifth song)

Qiongzhi Bi Ye holds fairy flowers, which are full of fragrance.

Red gauze adds luster, and thin vermicelli adds luster.

Butterflies come to turn dreams into thousands of guests, and bees go to get drunk in spring.

Years are endless, and your lust demands the end of the world.

(the sixth song)

The famous plum blossoms and azaleas were sent to the poolside cabin for leisure.

It was warm the day before the wind blew, but it became thin after the rain.

Borrowing crimson fans for a long time will lead to confusion.

Fangzi helps tourists to prosper, so you should regret your homeland.

(the seventh song)

Open your heart quietly, faith is the first song in the world.

Shadow into Wanquan invited Gu Yue, holding five fingers to take the lyre.

Various forms are flying in the air, and thousands of flowers are invading in the distance.

The mighty wind is stronger than fire, and the sound of tides will be heard by the sea on Qiongya.