谁能记得清，有多少次南中国海的潮落潮涨谁能数得完，有多少回香江时而咆哮时而默想太阳驾着金轮子月亮驾着银轮子载着一部香港被割让的历史沉重地驶过了，驶过了呵一个世纪的岁月沧桑九十九个春夏秋冬九十九四寒来暑往历史深重的足音呵哪一天不叩响香港的——瞑思苦想呵，太? Who can remember how many times the ebb and flow of the South China Sea have gone up and how many have returned to Hong Kong and sometimes roared and meditated the sun on a golden wheel and the moon carrying a silver wheel carrying a heavy history of Hong Kong being ceded Passing by, past the vicissitudes of years of a century ninety-nine spring summer autumn and winter ninety-nine four cold summer to the heavy footsteps of history, which day did not ring Hong Kong - think hard to think Oh, too ?