Lyrics of Wu Wenyu's ballad of Spring City

Happy spring, happy wind

Jubilant times, jubilant voices

The happy 72 spring is bubbling

The bright lotus

Take a bite of that oily swirl

Drink a bowl of that sweet foam to relieve your appetite

And the red apricot with scallion and rosegrass

There are countless good things in Jinan

There are countless good things in Jinan

Joyful gongs and drums, joyful songs

Happy days, happy city

The happy face of the neighbor

The jubilant local voice shouts and shouts the breast name

At the foot of Qianfo Mountain is the well of Dashun

Ancient and modern Ming officials are nostalgic for Lixia Pavilion

Qushan Yihai's six hundred year old quer

Li Qingzhao's voice was slow, and Jiaxuan ordered his troops in autumn

Straight and simple temperament, mountain like bone

It's as clear as hot water

Sister like water, sister like water

A man like a mountain is the most loyal

It's our life to serve our country and settle down in Quancheng

In a word, hitting the ground is a pit

Who says that good thing is never given away

I'll sing you the new song of Quancheng

It's our life to serve our country and settle down in Quancheng

In a word, hitting the ground is a pit

Who says that good thing is never given away

I'll sing you the new song of Quancheng

It's our life to serve our country and settle down in Quancheng

In a word, hitting the ground is a pit

Who says that good thing is never given away

I'll sing you the new song of Quancheng

I'll sing it to you