There is an east wind in Luoyang, and it may not be as peach blossom as before.
Wulingchun
/the wind has stopped the dust and the fragrant flowers have been exhausted, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
Drunken flower yin/
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
Linjiangxian/
The courtyard is deep, the fog pavilion often covers the cloud window, the plum calyx at the willow tip is gradually clear, and the Fuling tree returns in spring, making people old and healthy.
I have a lot of feelings about the moon and singing about the wind. Now that I am old, I have accomplished nothing. Who is more miserable and haggard? I'm bored trying on the lamp, and I'm not in the mood to walk through the snow.
Linjiangxian
Chinese plum
/The courtyard is deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion are in late spring. For whom, you will lose your face. Just dream at night. It should be Nanzhi. Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube Hugh blowing. Who knows that the fragrance is blown out and the warm wind comes late, so don't let the apricot flowers get fat.
A butterfly in love with flowers
/It's warm, sunny and windy. It was very cold at first, and my eyes were full of plum blossoms. Who is in love with wine and poetry? Tears melt the powder and flowers are heavy.
At first glance, I tried to sew the shirt with gold thread. The pillow was oblique, which broke the hairpin and the phoenix. With deep sadness alone and snuff at night, there is no good dream.
A cluster of plum blossoms
/Red lotus root fragrance. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Slow voice
/looking around, cold and cheerless. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
trolley
Chant white chrysanthemums
/The small building is cold and the night curtain is low.
Hate raining, ruthless wind and rain, night rubbing the muscles.
Unlike, the imperial concubine is drunk, and unlike, Sun Shou is sad. Han Ling steals incense, and Xu Niang gives fragrance, but Mojiang doesn't write novels. If you look closely, you will find that Qu's charm is just right.
When the breeze rises, the fragrance will be clear and the weight will not decrease.
Autumn is fading, the snow is clear and the jade is thin, which makes people feel infinite nostalgia.
It's like sadness, it's like Han Fu Ci, it's like tears and it's like poetry. There is a cool breeze in the month, the smoke is dark and the rain is dark, and the heavenly religion is gaunt and thin.
I don't know how long I will stay from now on. Good human feelings, why remember more, Zepan Dongli.
Main lyrics
Like a dream (it rained last night and suddenly the wind blew)
Drunk flowers and shadows (thick fog and eternal sorrow)
Fisherman's pride (the sky meets clouds)
Slow sound (search)
Red lips (lonely boudoir)
Complain (come to Shen zui to remove makeup late at night)
Qin Yi Goose (Lingao Pavilion)
South grid (stars turning in the sky)
Linjiangxian (How deep is the courtyard)
Lonely goose (little brother Cang Chun)
Man Fang Ting (Little Brother Zangchun)
Plum (red lotus root fragrant residual Hosta)
Changshoule (Nanchang Birthday)
Xiangzi (Heaven and Qiu Guang)
Niannujiao Chun Qing
On the Phoenix Platform, I remember playing my flute (fragrant, cold and golden).
Good things are near (the wind will make the flowers deep)
Linjiang xianmei
Li Duo baiyongju
Wuling Spring (the wind has stopped the dust and the fragrant flowers have run out)
Hang Xiang zi qi Xi
Crimson lips (swaying)
Like a dream (often thinking of the sunset in Xiting)
Singing fish music (sunset melts gold)