让我捧起你那如乐音的温醇,嗅一嗅你的芬芳,松花江;你是我的揣摩与思恋,永远的骄傲;那似箭的光阴挟带着如烟往事汩汩流淌。你犹似我童年的摇篮悠悠荡荡,母亲的催眠调还在耳边回响;犹记祖母没有讲完的故事,她那悦耳古老的歌吟令我难忘。松花江,你从盘古开天一泻至今,你注释... Let me hold your gentle temperature, such as music, sniff your fragrance, the Songhua River; you are my guess and think of love, the pride of forever; that arrow-like time with smoke and shrift flow. You still like my childhood cradle, the mother’s hypnotic tune still echoed in my ears; still remember the story of grandmother did not finish, her sweet old song made me unforgettable. Songhua River, you a day from Pangu a diarrhea, you note ...