It happened that when I like to sleep, I dreamed that a wild goose flew by, which surprised my dream.
Very poetic sentence, personally feel very good, please like it!
Or is it the song that prefers the word "stunning pillow"?
Fried Sydney
What do the lyrics of Li Tang Fried Snow mean?
It's about the heroine and her friends who used the fresh Li Tang fruits collected to blend into the snow on the branches last year to make wine together.
Indulge in rural life, afraid of losing friendship.
Fried Sydney
When the green carp came, they heard the sound of the spring running away.
Smell the hand-planted Li Tang, and the first hair is light yellow.
Music score of Li Tang Fried Si Nuo
When the summer is quiet, the new pears will droop gradually.
Come and invite the female companion in the east to pick the fruit and return slowly.
In the past year, people collected some fine snow from branches.
The rouge pear leaves that fell today
Two or three volumes of light [ruó] grass color
It is sweet to sip spring wine gently.
It's still the dream season when I prefer the word "pillow scene red".
I can talk to her all night when I am sleepy by candlelight.
Early spring and late spring make wine warm and flowers deep.
It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.
Sydney will be fried under the eaves of flowers and algae.
Looking at you and me from a general perspective, I will turn to the horizon one day.
The sky is pale, the sky is blue and the rain is dyed.
I only see a few words on stationery every year.
In the past year, people collected some fine snow from branches.
The rouge pear leaves that fell today
Two or three rolls of light grass color
It is sweet to sip spring wine gently.
It's still the dream season when I prefer the word "pillow scene red".
I can talk to her all night when I am sleepy by candlelight.
Early spring and late spring make wine warm and flowers deep.
It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.
Sydney will be fried under the eaves of flowers and algae.
Looking at you and me from a general perspective, I will turn to the horizon one day.
The sky is pale, the sky is blue and the rain is dyed.
I only see a few words on stationery every year.
Lantern market has been trying to sleep in the rain for several years.
It seems that an old friend is knocking and frying pears in the snow.
Can it be eliminated?
Your half-life snowstorm along the way
What surprises does the pillow give carp when they are asleep?
Fried Sydney
When the green carp came, they heard the sound of the spring running away.
Smell the hand-planted Li Tang, and the first hair is light yellow.
When the summer is quiet, the new pears will droop gradually.
Come and invite the female companion in the east to pick the fruit and return slowly.
In the past year, people collected some fine snow from branches.
The rouge pear leaves that fell today
Two or three volumes of light [ruó] grass color
It is sweet to sip spring wine gently.
It's still the dream season when I prefer the word "pillow scene red".
I can talk to her all night when I am sleepy by candlelight.
Early spring and late spring make wine warm and flowers deep.
It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.
Sydney will be fried under the eaves of flowers and algae.
Looking at you and me from a general perspective, I will turn to the horizon one day.
The sky is pale, the sky is blue and the rain is dyed.
I only see a few words on stationery every year.
In the past year, people collected some fine snow from branches.
The rouge pear leaves that fell today
Two or three rolls of light grass color
It is sweet to sip spring wine gently.
It's still the dream season when I prefer the word "pillow scene red".
I can talk to her all night when I am sleepy by candlelight.
Early spring and late spring make wine warm and flowers deep.
It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.
Sydney will be fried under the eaves of flowers and algae.
Looking at you and me from a general perspective, I will turn to the horizon one day.
The sky is pale, the sky is blue and the rain is dyed.
I only see a few words on stationery every year.
Lantern market has been trying to sleep in the rain for several years.
It seems that an old friend is knocking and frying pears in the snow.
Can it be eliminated?
Your half-life snowstorm along the way
What does Chen Hong's song "Painting Tang Chun" mean?
Some you like ~ you can find them on 5Sing.
Chen Hong, Huatangchun
Caption: This song is about Nalan Rong Ruo. Many lyrics in it are Rong Ruo's poems, which are beautiful and my great love. )
Lyrics: Sang Zhi Composer: Chen Hong Arranger: Chen Hong Mixer: Chen Hong
Lyrics:
Who wants to be husband and wife for life?
Strive to teach people secret ecstasy.
Hold the string but break the world of mortals.
Wander around and see how deep the night is.
It's midnight in the plum flute room.
But I don't know what you are crying about.
In front of the candle shadow, the couple smiled brightly.
Looking back, I can't see the old man of that year.
On the balcony, actors and clothes sang a song about Tang Chun.
It is better to disappear in the world of mortals hand in hand and forget poverty.
Who is the beauty of Qing Dynasty? I remember my life in the sound of heartbreaking spring.
The story told by the storyteller that year was somewhat true.
Snow falls in front of the bluestone moss door, and pedestrians wither.
It's hard to give up, but we live far apart.
A thousand tent lights on the edge of the camp in the dark
If you are alone, who will talk longer?
The snow broke through the heart.
Leave a sad picture.
Who wants to ask how thin Jiang Mei is?
It's hard to hide a person's sad face.
Flowers rest deeply, only because of pain.
Who was the man with a good flower bottom in those days?
On the balcony, actors and clothes sang a song about Tang Chun.
It is better to disappear in the world of mortals hand in hand and forget poverty.
Who is the beauty of Qing Dynasty? I remember my life in the sound of heartbreaking spring.
The story told by the storyteller that year was somewhat true.
Snow falls in front of the bluestone moss door, and pedestrians wither.
It's hard to give up, but we live far apart.
Who promised whose affection.
Who abandoned whose world of mortals.
What happened to nature?
Forget the door of three lives and one conversion
2. Liang Jianyan of Chen Hong
Composer/Arranger/Mixer/Singer: Chen Hong
Lyrics: blue, purple, green, gray, mulberry
Guzheng: Mo Yun moves with the steps.
Pipa: Junhao
Poster: light green
-Original works by Qinghe Music Society-
Lyrics:
There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.
Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
Tail-clipped swallows are flying outside the west window.
Ban Fei LV shui family room
In a blink of an eye, the hometown of old Xie Wang.
It is difficult to leave a grave alone at dusk.
Liang Jianyan stole a peach leaf and restored it.
Ah ~ the spring breeze is infinite
The ferryman's tears and the sound of vertical oars make people speechless.
Ah ~ careful Rosa
For thousands of years, there have been Wuyi Lane, Taoyedu and Yanliangyan.
There is romance on the paper, love and painting on the poem, and frying in the heart.
Swallows have tiles on them every year, nests under the eaves, new mud and old titles.
It's hard to cut the candle and the thread of love.
Who pity the plainclothes in front of the Iraqi window?
Between Qinhuai and Qinhuai, there are Yingying and Yanyan.
Stay in the Yuan Dynasty in the early stage of Xiaolou.
Listening to Yan's lecture has been going on for several years.
Ah ~ who looks at the tears?
Sitting alone in front of the porch window, accompanying the years.
Ah ~ who is looking in the mirror?
For thousands of years, there have been Wuyi Lane, Taoyedu and Yanliangyan.
There is romance on the paper, love and painting on the poem, and frying in the heart.
Swallows have tiles on them every year, nests under the eaves, new mud and old titles.
For thousands of years, there have been Wuyi Lane, Taoyedu and Yanliangyan.
There is romance on the paper, love and painting on the poem, and frying in the heart.
Swallows have tiles on them every year, nests under the eaves, new mud and old titles.
3. Smile Hanazono Sakura's Moonlight
Lyrics:
Covered with misty rain, I stepped into the alley.
The flower wall in front of the court is still mottled.
Nursery rhymes hum gently, and the wind and moon are silent.
Who will make peace with a flute?
A man climbed up the castle and exhausted his eyes.
Xin Wang xing JIU shan chuan
How many people are sighing about the separation between storytelling and humanitarianism?
Among them, the front of the speech is disappearing.
If you want to come here in the moonlight, you should shine on me, too.
Former teenagers have become tired guests in other places.
And whose eyebrows have you lived in?
The quatrains are even sadder.
In the gloom, the moonlight turned into a song.
Busy and gentle, I am surprised and happy.
Tired of hearing the legends made up by unofficial history.
Who have you provoked in your life?
Autumn is divided into seven points and three points.
Drink it down your throat with the past.
Burning lights outside dreams, hoary heads in dreams.
Please allow me to miss the past here.
A man climbed up the castle and exhausted his eyes.
Xin Wang xing JIU shan chuan
How many people are sighing about the separation between storytelling and humanitarianism?
Among them, the front of the speech is disappearing.
If you want to come here in the moonlight, you should shine on me, too.
Former teenagers have become tired guests in other places.
And whose eyebrows have you lived in?
The quatrains are even sadder.
In the gloom, the moonlight turned into a song.
Gentle but busy, surprised and happy, complicated.
Tired of hearing the legend made up by unofficial history, a senior official.
Who are you provoking the world of mortals for in this life?
Staring at the moonlight when you are old is affectionate.
There will always be a little nostalgia in the light.
A glass of wine is wet and white, and the west wind blows suddenly tonight.
Lin chuan zui wo LAN man he Yu huo
With a touch, the moonlight will describe you.
Never part, never waste.
As the years passed, frost and snow also whitened my brow.
Who will fry new tea for me?
4. Rachel's Blowing Snow in Li Tang
When the green carp came, they heard the sound of the spring running away.
Smell the hand-planted Li Tang, and the first hair is light yellow.
Waiting for the summer to calm down. ......
It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.
Fried Sydney-included in the album "rotten grass is firefly"
Lyrics: Part One
Composing, Arranging and Mixing: The Poor in Grehala
Flute: Zhou Xiaohang.
Singing: Rachel
When the green carp came, they heard the sound of the spring running away.
Smell the hand-planted Li Tang, and the first hair is light yellow.
When the summer is quiet, the new pears will droop gradually.
Come and invite the female companion in the east to pick the fruit and return slowly.
In the past year, people collected some fine snow from branches.
The rouge pear leaves that fell today
Two or three rolls of light grass color
It is sweet to sip spring wine gently.
It still is.
I prefer the word "Jing Hong" to dreams.
I can talk to her all night when I am sleepy by candlelight.
Early spring and late spring make wine warm and flowers deep.
It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.
Sydney will be fried under the eaves of flowers and algae.
Looking at you and me from a general perspective, I will turn to the horizon one day.
The sky is pale, the sky is blue and the rain is dyed.
I only see a few words on stationery every year.
In the past year, people collected some fine snow from branches.
The rouge pear leaves that fell today
Two or three rolls of light grass color
It is sweet to sip spring wine gently.
It still is.
I prefer the word "Jing Hong" to dreams.
I can talk to her all night when I am sleepy by candlelight.
Early spring and late spring make wine warm and flowers deep.
It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.
Sydney will be fried under the eaves of flowers and algae.
Looking at you and me from a general perspective, I will turn to the horizon one day.
The sky is pale, the sky is blue and the rain is dyed.
I only see a few words on stationery every year.
This lamp has been trying to sleep in the rain for years.
It seems that an old friend is knocking and frying pears in the snow.
Can it be eliminated?
Your half-life snowstorm along the way
Which song do you like Shen Jinghong better in the dream season?
Farther than the sky -Cold.
Word: cold
Song: Xiaoke
Who can give me infinite vastness?
Looking around, there is no one.
Farewell, lonely guest in a foreign country
Two people with a smile.
Who can give me a free nest?
Sitting on the roof in the morning light.
Create a blank life
Nobody found me.
The road is farther than the sky.
Can a person be lonely?
The wandering heart has always been vast.
If the world only leaves me for one day
I am calm and lonely on the roadside.
The sixth note of the major scale ...
Who can give me a free nest?
Sitting on the roof in the morning light.
Create a blank life
Nobody found me.
The road is farther than the sky.
Can a person be lonely?
The uneasy heart is already vast.
Even if there is only one day left in the world.
Will choose this kind of life.
The sixth note of the major scale ...
Live to learn this knowledge and understand what this song is. 5 points
Li Tang Fried Si Nuo-Rachel
Word: Part One
Qu: Greyhound's poverty
When the green carp came, they heard the sound of the spring running away.
Smell the hand-planted Li Tang, and the first hair is light yellow.
When the summer is quiet, the new pears will droop gradually.
Come and invite the female companion in the east to pick the fruit and return slowly.
In the past year, people collected some fine snow from branches.
The rouge pear leaves that fell today
Two or three rolls of light grass color
It is sweet to sip spring wine gently.
It's still the dream season when I prefer the word "pillow scene red".
I can talk to her all night when I am sleepy by candlelight.
Early spring and late spring make wine warm and flowers deep.
It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.
Sydney will be fried under the eaves of flowers and algae.
Looking at you and me from a general perspective, I will turn to the horizon one day.
The sky is pale, the sky is blue and the rain is dyed.
I only see a few words on stationery every year.
In the past year, people collected some fine snow from branches.
The rouge pear leaves that fell today
Two or three rolls of light grass color
It is sweet to sip spring wine gently.
It's still the dream season when I prefer the word "pillow scene red".
I can talk to her all night when I am sleepy by candlelight.
Early spring and late spring make wine warm and flowers deep.
It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.
Sydney will be fried under the eaves of flowers and algae.
Looking at you and me from a general perspective, I will turn to the horizon one day.
The sky is pale, the sky is blue and the rain is dyed.
I only see a few words on stationery every year.
Lantern market has been trying to sleep in the rain for several years.
It seems that an old friend is knocking and frying pears in the snow.
Can you get rid of the half-life snow along the way?
Ask for the lyrics of Rachel's "Blowing Snow in Li Tang"
Boiling Pears and Stir-frying Snow —— Album Collection of "Rotten Grass is Firefly"
Lyrics: Part One
Composing, Arranging and Mixing: The Poor in Grehala
Flute: Zhou Xiaohang.
Singing: Rachel
When the green carp came, they heard the sound of the spring running away.
Smell the hand-planted Li Tang, and the first hair is light yellow.
When the summer is quiet, the new pears will droop gradually.
Come and invite the female companion in the east to pick the fruit and return slowly.
In the past year, people collected some fine snow from branches.
The rouge pear leaves that fell today
Two or three rolls of light grass color
It is sweet to sip spring wine gently.
It still is.
I prefer the word "Jing Hong" to dreams.
I can talk to her all night when I am sleepy by candlelight.
Early spring and late spring make wine warm and flowers deep.
It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.
Sydney will be fried under the eaves of flowers and algae.
Looking at you and me from a general perspective, I will turn to the horizon one day.
The sky is pale, the sky is blue and the rain is dyed.
I only see a few words on stationery every year.
In the past year, people collected some fine snow from branches.
The rouge pear leaves that fell today
Two or three rolls of light grass color
It is sweet to sip spring wine gently.
It still is.
I prefer the word "Jing Hong" to dreams.
I can talk to her all night when I am sleepy by candlelight.
Early spring and late spring make wine warm and flowers deep.
It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.
Sydney will be fried under the eaves of flowers and algae.
Looking at you and me from a general perspective, I will turn to the horizon one day.
The sky is pale, the sky is blue and the rain is dyed.
I only see a few words on stationery every year.
Lantern market has been trying to sleep in the rain for several years.
It seems that an old friend is knocking and frying pears in the snow.
Can it be eliminated?
Your half-life snowstorm along the way