Amidst the whispering bamboo grove,
Where ancient rivers gently rove,
The silent mountains stand so tall,
Echoing nature’s tranquil call.
The cherry blossoms softly bloom,
Painting the air with sweet perfume,
In the stillness of the dawn,
Harmony in every yawn.
Lanterns float on moonlit lakes,
Reflecting dreams that never break,
A symphony of stars above,
Illuminates the land with love.
Through misty paths and jade-green fields,
The spirit of the land reveals,
In every leaf and flowing stream,
A timeless, everlasting dream.