Sleep before the dawn-to-know is a dream come falling hard on the old branch.

　　Winter and then grant the book easy to feel, I think, like ecstasy yellow Pa.

　　River to the South Gate Ferries head, next to the sub-one into streams.
　　Chueiyang lined three thousand, tens of thousands around the GUO Lian Zhou Qiang.
　　Spring Grass Green Wave cross, white autumn moon Ping Chau.
　　Rolling out the Red School House, a boundless expanse of autumn Zhao mid-stream.

　　Mo groaning shelter building, the small one is interested to the lake.
　　Mind that knows the understory Guo, Chen Fuchu name mistakenly.
　　Half-pole green water three houses, a couch breeze BES people.
　　Only the green embankments Liu, Han Chun is still fresh.

　　Shelf Citylink second column, led off a total of Ji climb west.
　　Amidst the semi-blind Yangtze River, the hills, a thousand miles between us disappear.
　　Do not go with the Autumn Sound Yan Pu, Ying-Spring points over Bashan.
　　Vanessa know who painted that year, a dream to not yet disillusioned.