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Stone slabs stack with frost of Song, sweet cakes reflect starlight,
The wind on Royal Street winds through lanes, blows by the Milky Way’s side,
Drum Tower’s bell rings star-waves, Sky Street meets the vault on high,
Alien sails drop to the lanes, share Lin’an’s light from the sky,
High-dimensional thoughts coil on carved beams, cosmic words wind the halls,
All trades’ lights glow in star-windows, civilizations burn like fire.
A thousand years of tracks, roll o’er the starry stream,
Alien guests, drunk together on the smoke and gleam,
The universe’s song, floods Royal Street’s nooks and seams,
Civilizations merge, no you or me—just one shared dream.
Royal Street’s star-tracks, tread earth and sky through,
Song rhyme in star-rivers, meet for miles anew,
Alien winds kiss the Jiangnan dike so true,
Cosmic civilizations, in this realm they grew,
Stone slabs hide stars, lanes hide poetry too,
Past and present blend, star-rivers shine anew,
Alien lights light up Qinghefang’s view,
Ten thousand years of civilization, a promise they pursue.
Hu Qing Yu Tang’s herbal scent, drifts o’er star-cloud hills,
Wanlong’s cured meats tempt the gut, star-tastes near fulfill,
Under glass, the ancient road winds, star-layers stack time still,
Alien pens paint palace walls, Song hues dye star-bills,
Lane patterns link star-nets, High Silver Street meets star-sails,
Night market lights dot star-gleams, prosperity crosses star-trails.
A thousand years of tracks, roll o’er the starry stream,
Alien guests, drunk together on the smoke and gleam,
The universe’s song, floods Royal Street’s nooks and seams,
Civilizations merge, no you or me—just one shared dream.
Royal Street’s star-tracks, tread earth and sky through,
Song rhyme in star-rivers, meet for miles anew,
Alien winds kiss the Jiangnan dike so true,
Cosmic civilizations, in this realm they grew,
Stone slabs hide stars, lanes hide poetry too,
Past and present blend, star-rivers shine anew,
Alien lights light up Qinghefang’s view,
Ten thousand years of civilization, a promise they pursue.
Star dust falls in tea-house windows, listeners speak of all lands,
Cosmic tides flood Qiantang, Song rhyme in star-commands,
High-dimensional energy winds the halls, gentle o’er streets it spans,
All civilizations’ forms, to gentleness they turn their hands,
Royal Street’s road leads to star-soil, time and stars long stand,
Human warmth melts star-frost, year by year safe and grand.
Royal Street’s star-tracks, year by year they stay near,
Star-rivers Song rhyme, endless and ever clear.














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