Singer: Teresa Teng Album: Enter the album here.
Silent and lonely, I climbed the western tower.
The moon is like a hook.
Lonely Indus River
Kihara is clear in autumn
Keep cutting, keep cutting.
It's sadness
Don't have a taste in your heart
(white)
Silent and lonely, I climbed the western tower.
The moon is like a hook.
Lonely Indus River
Kihara is clear in autumn
Keep cutting, keep cutting.
It's sadness
Don't have a taste in your heart
Keep cutting, keep cutting.
It's sadness
Don't have a taste in your heart
Silent and lonely, I climbed the western tower.
The moon is like a hook.
Lonely Indus River
Kihara is clear in autumn
Keep cutting, keep cutting.
It's sadness
Don't have a taste in your heart
Song: Wangyue West Building
Singer: An Wen
Moonlight shines on the West Temple.
Singing: An Wen
The scent of red-violet has disappeared. The autumn chill seeped into my jade cushion.
Solve Luo Shang lightly and go to Lan alone.
Who will send your message through the clouds?
The word goose returns, and the west building will be full tomorrow.
The withered petals are scattered all over the floor, and the water flows smoothly.
A kind of lovesickness and two leisure worries
There is no way to get rid of this desire.
Just frown but go straight to my heart.
It torments my heart again.
Song: How sad?
Singer: Teresa Teng
Engel Orff Erdenii
When will the endless cycle end?
My attic stood in the spring breeze last night.
How can I bear the cruel memory of gazebo and palace bathed in moonlight?
Carved railings and marble steps must remain unchanged.
No change, but not her beauty.
If you ask me how much my sadness has increased.
Just look at the rivers flowing eastward!
Song: Hairpin Phoenix
Singer: Bao Meisheng Album: Reunion in Bao Meisheng
Lyrics: Lu You Qu: Yang Qu
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Red crisp Huangteng wine
Liu Yuquan loves the palace wall.
The east wind is evil and weak.
In a blue mood
Life after you leave is bleak and boring.
No, no, no.
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Spring is as thin as an old man.
Tears are red all over the city.
Tao Hua Luo xian chi ge
Although Meng Shan is here,
Jin Shu is hard to trust.
Momomomo
When will there be a bright moon? When I cut plums, I will make a vain eyebrow.
Joey Wong's The Sound is Slow.