Chapter 2 【Bitan】

【Bitan】 Sixteen handles of cinnamon pulp smashed into blue glass A few romances hiding under parasols mine, didn't bring, my romance down the river If Bitan were more glass you can take my sad silhouette If the grasshopper boat is more grasshopper my sorrow is gone eight thirty.The suspension bridge is not awake yet The summer vacation has just begun, Xia Zheng is young Sophomore girl's laughter flies on the water Come Dragonfly, Fly Dragonfly Fly to you.if you perched on my stern How light is this boat This pair of breasts should be remembered Who is Xi Shi, who is Fan Li

Then paddle to Taihu Lake, paddle to Dongting Listen to the ape cry of the Tang Dynasty Row to the gurgling Tianhe Look at your hair, in the myth Just capsize.Also beautiful traffic wreck You weave your brocade on the other side I play my flute on this shore From the last Tanabata to the next Tanabata