Waterbirds should sing harmoniously and form a beach in pairs. A beautiful and virtuous girl is my good companion.
The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water Book of Songs, National Style, Qin Feng, Jia Jian.
The newborn reeds are green, and the white dew condenses into frost. My beloved is on the other side of the water. Go upstream along the winding river and look for Iraqis. There are many obstacles on the road, so it is difficult to walk. Look for her downstream. As if in the middle of the river.
Peach blossoms are in full bloom, colorful and fiery red. The girl is going to get married and be happy at her husband's house. The Book of Songs, National Style, Nan Zhou and Yao Tao
Peach trees are full of buds, and the flowers are as bright as Xia Hong. The girl's marriage will surely bring a happy family.
People who know me worry me; If you don't know me, what do you want? Who is this? The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Wang and Li Shu
People who know me say that I am very troubled inside; If you don't know, ask me what I want for God's sake. Who did this to me?
He took care of him, but he didn't see him all day, just like him. The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Wang and Caige.
A girl who picks Artemisia is as long as three seasons if she doesn't see it for a day.
Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. The Book of Songs, National Style, Zheng Feng and Ji Zi.
I missed the beautiful image and felt sad!
You give me papaya. I'll pay for Joan. The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Wei and Papaya
He gave me papaya and I gave him jade.
In the past, I am gone, and the willows are reluctant. Today, I was thinking that it was raining. Book of Songs Xiaoya Cai Wei
Looking back on the expedition that year, the willows fluttered gently. Now on the way home, snowflakes are falling.
Wind and rain are like dark clouds, and chickens crow endlessly. Don't you like seeing a gentleman? The Book of Songs, National Style, Zheng Feng and Storm
The stormy autumn night is long, and the crow never stops. What's so unhappy about seeing you here?
There are bandits and gentlemen, such as cutting, such as grinding ("The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Weiqi's Pride")
This elegant gentleman, like a bone-cutting corner, is as perfect as a carved jade.