繁体
The golden willows by the riverside
Are young brides iting sun;
The floati growing the sludge
uietly as I came here;
Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky。
To the rosy clouds in the western sky.
Sways leisurely uhe water;
The floati growing the sludge
Always linger in the depth of my heart.
Always linger in the depth of my heart.
That pool uhe shade of elm trees
I would be a water pnt!
As quietly as I came here;
In the gentle waves of Cambridge
That pool uhe shade of elm trees
Their refles on the shimmering waves
Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky。
Quietly I wave good-bye
The golden willows by the riverside
Sways leisurely uhe water;
Very quietly I take my leave
In the gentle waves of Cambridge
一遍不够来两遍…
I would be a water pnt!
Are young brides iting sun;
Quietly I wave good-bye
To the rosy clouds in the western sky.
Their refles on the shimmering waves