Can I use Kugou?
Nalan’s lyrics are as follows:
Lyrics: Yan 31
Song: "Bamboo Dance" - Shao Rong's "Lan"
I go up to the small building alone with the setting sun on my back, whose jade flute has a quiet rhyme. A row of white geese is far away in the sky at dusk, and the autumn flowers are all over the ground.
In the preface of the Jing Festival, sighing about the ups and downs, the flowers are like dream water flowing eastward. Things in the world are depressing, so don’t ask Hengtang about your old travels.
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This chapter is about Nalan Xingde.
The flying snow in the twelfth lunar month reflects the harvest of the year. There are several layers of smoke and several layers of sky. When I was young, I met the Plum Blossom Garden. I was half a king and half a fate.
After that, he became an emperor with the title of third rank. He was a handsome young man with both civil and military skills. Who would want to be unintentional? Fame and fortune, body in Guangsha and heart in the field
If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind so sad? It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change.
Lishan’s words are gone till midnight, and the tears and rain are still ringing, but I still don’t complain. How unlucky is the man in brocade to wish for the same day with wings and branches.
In the thin bamboo courtyard, the pond is full of green frost, pear blossoms fall, the autumn colors are all in one place, and half of the body is drifting
The rain turns into ink, the small hair is slightly cool, and the three pools of clear water are dyed with ripples
Who got the news to Jushuang? Two rows of sloping geese are as bright as the sky. The person holding the silver garlic curtain is silent, and the jade hairpin knocking on the candle is full of letters.
The crows have not stopped crowing in the city after the moon sets, and it is too early to wake up without sleep. The frosty courtyard is timidly dressed, the heart is quiet, and the red sky is lingering.
Who knows about this love?
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The last book mentioned Nalan Xingde. "Tongzhitang Jingjie" two years ago, "Lushui Pavilion Miscellaneous Knowledge" four volumes,
Twenty-two years old, twenty-two years old, twenty-two years old, in front of the flower feathers, "Nalan Ci" *** three Hundreds of articles,
Bixing swears to demote the imitation of ancient times, fresh and graceful yet powerful, it is difficult to write about Lingfeng
The wind has passed, thousands of birds fly south, the country is old, and the mist and rain are drifting away , This body is in a state of decline
Looking back again, the six bridges of officialdom, who dared me, chatting and laughing, trampling on merits, painting scrolls, iron fans white in the day,
Looking at the world of mortals, my youth is like bamboo shoots , the night is like me, with winter snow, covered with silver light, and plum blossoms are blooming and falling again
A pair of people from generation to generation, competing for two places of ecstasy.
If we miss each other but don’t love each other, who will be the spring?
Zhou Lang’s lyrics are as follows~
Lyrics written by Yuji Tianqing
Original song: Luan Hong - "Xiao and Piano"
< p>Wu Mountain is green, Wu water is green, Wu Ge is clear and beautiful, Wu YunqiListen to someone's half-sentence, one strum, and three wrong strings to sing the song
All just to get your first-class appreciation
< p>The story of Xiangru, the close friendship between Lian Poyi, monarch and his ministersUnconsciously drunk, the friendship between Gong and Jin is as sweet as sweet wine
The daughter of the Qiao family illuminates the historical records
Count the romantic green sleeves and red sleeves
Take the seal of Wu Gou to give the arm to the general
Why seek a prince at the bottom of the arrow to reward the country with great ambition
But the strong captives scolded the plot< /p>
The iron-chained river is covered with wind, frost, turbid fog, and the front is hidden
The southeast wind lifts the reed boat and the light boat is about to descend
The long night has not yet begun with the sound of drums
>Looking at the shore, a hundred thousand taels of fire spread across the red wall and burned the battle flag
Thousands of miles across the country, the sails were cut off and the horse's hooves were broken
Buried without a tomb and washed away by the blue blood waves
The British master knows his own peace, resolves his illness, and writes frequently in the army
This body has already passed away, this heart will always go with the spring river
The grand plan will be left to future generations
Dream Faint silk scarves and military uniforms
Dark clouds and neon soul flags meandering for hundreds of miles
The country is overwhelmed with weeping and the family mountain is in mourning. From now on, who will stand across the river?
So, has the general ever returned? Wu Di
Sigh, where is China?
After the smoke of spring and autumn is gone, the rust of war
Heroes who sing endlessly are not allowed to grow old in the world
The Yangtze River flows by itself through the ages