Clear eyes illuminate the countryside.
It is a sweet winter, and a green spring.
When the river flows slowly, the voice of hope sings.
When the arched wooden door is opened,
glittering hats became the focus of the day.
Our glorious book,
Let our solemn and delight be written under this white page.
It is a fantastic time,
The soft cotton takes away the frost.
Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah, Ah
“Magic Of Nature”
