1 Qin Song
The emperor comes to live with me, and I have to entrust Zongwei to be his concubine forever.
Who is the one who knows how to communicate and understand each other in the middle of the night?
Both wings rise and fly high, without feeling, my thoughts make me sad.
2 Vision
The valley is filled with cool mist,
Oh, from the depths of this valley,
If I can find A way out,
Oh, how happy I would feel!
I saw beautiful hills over there,
Forever young and evergreen!
If I had wings, if I had wings,
I really want to fly to the top of that mountain.
I hear harmonious tones,
The sweet peaceful sounds of heaven,
The breeze brings me
The balm tree Fangxin.
I saw golden fruits
gleaming among the green leaves,
and flowers blooming there,
It will not wither in winter.
Ah, in that endless sunshine
How joyful it is to take a leisurely walk,
The air on that hill,
< p>How cool it must be!But the rushing rapids
blocked my way forward,
its rough waves,
made me terrified.
I saw a small boat floating,
But, alas! Lack of boatmen.
Go up, don’t hesitate!
The light sail is filled with good wind.
You have to have faith, you have to be able to take risks,
God does not give guarantees to the world;
Only a miracle can
Take you to the beautiful fairy island.
3 pairs of moons
You quietly shed your light again,
covering the valleys and jungles,
my whole soul Once again
Eliminate all worries.
Your gentle glances
illuminate my garden,
Like the harmonious vision of a close friend,
Note Looking at my fate.
I still have in my chest
the remnants of my sad and happy years,
now I am just a shadow,
in Hesitating between worry and joy.
Flow, flow, lovely stream!
I will have no more joy.
Those jokes, kisses and true love,
are all gone.
But I also once possessed
a very precious treasure!
I can never forget it,
What an annoyance!
O stream, don’t stop, don’t stop.
Flow along the valley,
In tune with my song,
< p>Gurgling, murmuring,Whether it is on a winter night, when you
are angry,
or around the tender spring Grass
When the grass is flowing.
Who can give up the thought of hatred,
escape from the troubled world,
embrace a close friend in his arms,
with Enjoying the fun that no one knows and
that no one can dream of,
On such a night,
wandering in the labyrinth of the heart,
That was truly boundless happiness.
4Those moments have used light workmanship
to weave these lovely bright eyes that attract everyone’s attention,
one day they will be exposed to it The face of the devil,
The old ugly man who chopped the most beautiful women into dragons:
Because he did not give up the time of day and night, he brought the midsummer to the ferocious winter.
It bears fruit;
The vitality is suffocated by the severe frost, and the green leaves are all gone again.
The white snow buries the beauty, and everything is naked:
At that time, if the summer had not gone through Refining,
Let it condense into fragrance and lock it in a glass bottle,
The flow of beauty and beauty will be cut off together,
Beauty and the memory of beauty will be lost. People mentioned it again:
But the refined flowers, despite contending with winter,
only lose their color, but they will always smell the fragrance.
5 I do not collect my inferences from the stars;
But I think I am also proficient in astrology,
But it is not for the purpose of inferring fortune.
And famine, plague, or the weather of the four seasons;
I cannot tell fortunes for the short hours,
Point out the thunder, lightning, wind and rain in each hour,< /p>
Maybe it is for the king to predict whether the year will be prosperous or not.
Based on the secrets I often get from God.
My magic can only come from your bright eyes,
the constant twin stars, they herald this auspiciousness:
As long as you change your mind and are willing to save for the future,< /p>
Truth and beauty will accompany you forever.
Otherwise I will make this clear about you:
Your end will be the death of truth and beauty.
6 Zhonglu·Happiness to Spring
Four Sections (Part 1)
The redness of crabapples fades after the rain,
There is no wind in the willows I am sleeping soundly, burning red peaches with apricots, cutting brocade grass and rubbing blue flowers.
On March 3, harmony prevails in the southeast.
7 Happy Spring Orchids
Spring Banquet
The fragrant fragrance of plum blossoms and jade is still there,
The willows are broken and the golden tips are not yet opened.
The gentle east wind fills the terraces,
The peach and apricots are falling apart, and it is a good time to sing and celebrate the coming of spring.
8 Guided Travel
The red dust and purple roads, the setting sun and dusk grass, the Chang'an Road, are the distance from people.
In the place where the soul is broken, the horse marches westward.
Xinqing. The time is bright, the smoke is thin and the air is warm, looking at Huacun.
The road is hidden, and you pass the long pavilion when you shake your whip.
Worry about life. Injury to the fairies of Fengcheng, don’t come back to travel thousands of miles away.
I also remember Linqi’s teary eyes and wet lotus face.
Decondensation. Flowers bloom in the morning and evening, but the most miserable ones are left in the cold on the silver screen.
I want to be charming and sleepless, but my return journey has already begun.
Longing with each other. All the memories are empty, just like returning home to see the beautiful city.
Towards the embroidered curtain, deep in the pillow, saying such affection.