我心里有一簇迎着烈日而生的花,
比一切美酒都要芬芳,
滚烫的馨香淹没过稻草人的胸膛,
草扎的精神,从此万寿无疆。 ♢
In my heart, a cluster of flowers lifts their faces to the burning sun, More sweet-smelling than all fine wines. The boiling fragrance has engulfed the scarecrow’s chest, The straw spirt henceforth enjoying boundless longevity. ♡




















