介绍开元捕鱼财神

CHORUS.[Gradually becoming louder.]

SEEST thou yon smiling Orange?Upon the tree still hangs it;Already March bath vanish'd,And new-born flow'rs are shooting.I draw nigh to the tree then,And there I say: Oh Orange,Thou ripe and juicy Orange,Thou sweet and luscious Orange,I shake the tree, I shake it,Oh fall into my lap!

Still remains open, my friend; years have not barr'd up its doors.I, the teacher, am ever young, and love all the youthful,