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Lotus stones reflect the moonlight
Canals drift through misty lanes at night
Seventy-two springs time's gentle flow
By Baotu Spring I wait for echoes low
Winding waterside the chess game's warm
Stone paths lead to a vinyl store
Black wax grooves cut with water's form
Daming Lake's moonlight bends the tone
Shandong's fast tales meet electric keys
Willows weep in neo-soul dreams
Two thousand rhymes this ancient soul's theme
Lixia Pavilion's eaves dance in beat
Lingyan's bells merge with the drum's heat
Bronze-aged years brewed into wine
Heihu Spring pours new designs so fine
Liberation Tower's hand pierces the sky
Jingshi Road's neon paints rhythm nigh
Lu embroidery's gold threads stitch the hood
Borrow half a love from Qingzhao's brood
Tea warms the chess game's not yet done
The record spins its journey's just begun
Grooves etched with a heart that skips and races
Spring water's rhythm across stone traces
Daming Lake's moonlight shifts the sound
Fast tale's pulse through wires now is found
Willows dip in ink to write the soul
A thousand rhymes make the city whole
Flying eaves catch the funk's bright thread
Temple bells sampled in jazz instead
Aged years poured in a waiting cup
New eras brewed from Heihu's sup
Old bricks rhyme with the change they face
New districts shine in time's old pace
Spring's bubbling beat sets the meter right
Lotus leaves drop flow in the night
Daming Lake's moonlight softly spins
Fast tale's rhythm from the keyboard wins
Willows dip in water verses swell
Old charm new tunes in dances dwell
Flying eaves flirt with the rhythmic line
Temple clocks swing in jazz design
Years brewed fine in a cup held high
Heihu Spring steeps a new language nigh
Old rhymes new songs a fresh tale spun
