Silimu Lake merged into the blue river flowers of the sky

I walked into Saili Muhu

The group of white swans is like Yunshuyun rolls

Tianshan, which is not melted with snow

Flowers under the stream

Kiss the grassland of July Ruyin

Looking at it from a distance, it's very close to every day

Looking at the lake far closer, it's far away

I am a wooden boat buckled on the shore

Pick up the shell fossils on the shore of the lake

The wind that can't be hung tells me

I walked on the beach tens of millions of years ago

70 million years ago, the sea

Lake in 70 million years later

70 million years waiting for the sea to not dry stones or rotten

Oh the last tears of the Atlantic Ocean

What you can't read is the vicissitudes of the world

There is also the sadness of the world clutch

(Gaochi)

【Edit: Wang Rongfei】

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