2, melon girl
Zhao erhan sang a short song,
The young man blushed and his neck swelled-
"Jujube Khan is willing to meet your wishes,
Thank you for singing like fire:
But do you want me to marry you?
There is a medal missing from your skirt.
……
3. Under the apple tree
Author: Wen Jie
Young people under the apple tree,
You don't, don't sing any more;
The girl came along the canal,
The young heart is beating in the chest.
Why is her heart beating?
Why did you jump out of the beat? ……
In spring, girls work in orchards.
The song floated softly from her ear,
The buds of the branches have not yet opened,
The young man is looking forward to its early results.
Strange ideas that girls don't understand,
She said, don't bother me with singing.
The young man spent the summer in the orchard.
Staring at the girl while working,
This fruit is as big as a grape.
The young man sang and went to pick it.
Full of thoughts, the girl can't guess.
She said, "Don't haunt me like a shadow.
The red fruit bent the green branches,
Autumn is a mature season,
The girl couldn't sleep all night,
Do you miss that good apple tree?
Young people should understand these things,
She said, Why don't you say something?
..... Little Qiu Zi under the apple tree,
You don't, don't sing any more;
The girl came up on the lawn,
What's hidden in her smile? ……
Say that sincere word!
Love planted must be harvested.
4. "The grapes are ripe"
Author: Wen Jie
The mare's milk grapes are ripe,
Fall in the green branches and leaves,
The boys came back from the fields,
The girls still work in the vineyard.
The boys stood side by side on the roadside,
Qin Sang tugged at the girl's heartstrings,
My lips are dry from singing,
I haven't even tasted a grape
The boys were sad and angry,
Turned to leave:
"Poor girl!
Your grapes must be sour. "
The girls smiled knowingly,
Pick a few immature grapes,
Put it in that row of outstretched palms,
See how picky boys are. ...
The boys are eating sour grapes.
Smiling in your heart:
"Affectionate grapes!
She is sweeter than any candy. "
5. The nightingale flew away
The nightingale flew away,
Take away the charming singing;
The young man left,
There is nostalgia in my eyes.
The nightingale flies to the horizon,
There are beautiful birch forests on the horizon;
Young people cross the Tianshan Mountains,
That's the gold oil city.
The nightingale flies into the sky,
Look back at another nightingale;
The young man climbed the oil tower,
Looking at the people in my heart from the rosy clouds.
Nightingale misses Turpan,
The grapes here are very sweet and the spring water is very popular.
Young people love their hometown,
The girls in my hometown are very beautiful and affectionate.
The nightingale will come again,
Then spring came for the second time;
Young people must come back,
When he became a real miner.
6. "After the dance"
Author: Wen Jie
Late at night, after the dance,
Busy young pianists and drummers,
They accompanied Toure Deehan home,
One is on the left and the other is on the right. ...
The violinist rustled leaves,
He said, "Grapes are hanging on vines.
My loyal heart,
On which girl's braid? "
The drummer fiddled with the branches,
He said, "What a clever girl!
The happiness of their lives,
I decided to spend 1 on the night of Eid al-Adha. "
What is the girl thinking?
Why is she silent?
The pianist and drummer jumped behind the girl,
Whisper for a while, hurry up-
"You don't have to be embarrassed.
Qin sang and tambourine are your choice ... "
"Do you like me playing tambourine?"
"Or do you want to hear me pluck the strings?"
"You are a good drummer,
Young people want to jump when they listen;
You play the piano very well,
Even the nightingale is too ashamed to shout loudly. "
The pianist and drummer laughed in confusion.
A girl's heart is elusive;
"Do you like piano or drum?
Haven't you made a comparison? "
"Today last year, I made a comparison.
My happiness was decided on that day,
Asir took my heart,
Take it to Urumqi power plant. "
(Excerpted from People's Literature No.3 1955)