Fang Zhouzi's Chinese-style lyrics are unique and contain a strong artistic conception of China classical culture. He boldly broke through the conventional collocation of words, used images and poems to form a compound image group through the combination of words, which can only convey meaning, but also convey infinite poetry.
Let's see which lines are used in his lyrics:
Thousands of miles away
The eaves are like cliffs, the wind chimes are like the sea, and I am waiting for Yan to return.
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and flowers fall, Yan returns, deja vu. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha")
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I will send you thousands of miles away, you are silent and black and white.
The age of silence may not be too far away from love.
I drove you off the horizon. Are you still there?
Where does the piano come from? Life and death are hard to guess. It takes a lifetime to wait.
Hearing the tears, I went into the forest to find pear white, and I had to find a line of moss.
I looked at the place where you walked, your footprints in front of our door, each hidden under the green moss. Hiding under the moss is too deep to sweep away, and the first autumn wind adds leaves. -Tang Libai's Long March)
It's raining outside the mountain, and my sideburns are gray
Hearing the tears, I went into the forest to find pear white, and I had to find a line of moss.
Outside the mountain, I'll wait for you.
A glass is white and transparent dust, and your flawless love.
You came from the rain and poeticized your sadness. I am wet now.
Lotus is still here, but you don't come back.
Lotus leaves and skirts are all cut in the same color, and hibiscus flowers bloom on both sides of the face. Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus. -Tang Wang Changling "Picking Lotus Songs")
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I will send you thousands of miles away, you are silent and black and white.
The age of silence may not be too far away from love.
I drove you off the horizon. Are you still there?
Where does the piano come from? Life and death are hard to guess. It takes a lifetime to wait.
Wait all your life.
Give a straight answer.
A lonely sad lamp stood at the window.
I'll pretend you didn't leave the door.
(Lonely Pavilion Lights Green, Wild Shop Chickens Count, Sleeping on Travel Pillows —— Song Sushi's Lonely Pavilion Lights Green in Qinyuanchun)
The old place is more lonely, like revisiting the full moon.
The candlelight waking up at midnight can't bear to criticize me.
A pot lingers in the throat.
After you left, the wine was warm and the memories were light.
(New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn. -Song Qingzhao's "Remembering Feng Tai Xiao")
How to steal time when water flows east?
Flowers bloom once, but I miss it.
Who plays a straight answer on the pipa?
I remember the first time Xiaoping met her, and her focus was on the word Se. Acacia is written on the string of pipa. -Song Yan Dao Ji, "Lock the Tower after the Dream of Linjiang Fairy")
Years peeled off on the wall until I was a child.
I still remember that year when we were all very young.
But now the piano is weak, and you didn't hear my waiting.
Who plays a straight answer on the pipa?
Maple leaves dyed the story, and I saw through the ending.
Blue sky and yellow flowers, the west wind is tight, and the wild geese fly south in the north. Who is drunk in Xiao Lai's frost forest? Always makes people cry-Master Wang Yuan's The West Chamber)
I'll take you across the old road outside the fence.
Even breaking up is silent in the years without grass.
Hair like snow.
Langya Yueyi people are haggard.
I drank the snow in the cup.
Who knocked over the old cupboard and caused the dust?
How many cycles does the destiny formula have?
Who sent the brocade book in the cloud? The wild goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. -Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plums, Red Lotus Roots and Chou Xiang Yu")
Can't call back the eyebrows and cry.
Even if history has turned to dust, I can't love it.
I don't believe that youth can't be recalled and history can't be reduced to ashes. -Yu Youren's "Renzi Yuanri")
Prosperous as three thousand east flowing water.
I only take a spoonful of love to understand.
Jia Baoyu: I only take a scoop of water, even though it's weak. )
Love only the butterfly you incarnate.
You are as beautiful as snow. Leave.
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard. -Li Bai's Song of Autumn Pu in the Tang Dynasty)
Who was touched by my burning incense?
Invite the bright moon to make the memories bright.
Love is perfect in the moonlight.
(a pot of wine from the flowers, drink alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" in the Tang Dynasty)
You shed tears like snow.
Who am I waiting for to get old?
Red dust drunk years
I will engrave the monument of loving you forever without any regrets.
Blue and white porcelain
The embryo outlines the blue-and-white brush strokes that turn from thick to light.
The peony depicted on the bottle is like your first makeup.
(Xiao Jing smeared jade powder first, and the breeze secretly handed a delicate fragrance. -Song Duandao's "Xijiang Yue Xiaojing Early Makeup Jade Powder")
I know Ran Ran sandalwood through the window.
The pen on the rice paper is half here.
Glaze color rendering the charm of female figure is hidden.
You smile like a bud.
Your beauty is drifting away.
Go where I can't go
Moth, snow, willow, golden thread. The laughter faded away. Song Xin Qi Jiyu case. "Yuan Xi"
The sky is blue, I am waiting for you.
(9) The autumn wind dew has opened the kiln, and it is greener than a thousand peaks. -Tang Lugui dreams of "Secret Color")
Smoke from the stove floated across the river thousands of miles away.
At the bottom of the bottle, Han Li imitated the elegance of the previous dynasty.
Think of it as the foreshadowing of meeting you.
The sky is blue, I am waiting for you.
("After the rain, the sky is blue and the clouds are broken, so the color sets the future." -Song Huizong)
The moonlight was salvaged, dizzy.
For example, blue and white porcelain passed down from generation to generation.
There's a smile in your eyes