Singer: Little Turtle
Read Tang poetry
Little turtle singing group
So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, it's snowing outside the window.
Flying egrets, floating geese.
There are pictures in Tang poetry and songs in Tang poetry.
Tang poetry flows into my heart like a clear spring,
So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, it's snowing outside the window.
Flying egrets, floating geese.
There are pictures in Tang poetry and songs in Tang poetry.
Tang poetry flows into my heart like a clear spring,
Acacia red beans, Wushan snow.
Border troops, returning home.
There is joy in Tang poetry and bitterness in Tang poetry.
Tang poetry was told to me by my ancestors.
Acacia red beans, Wushan snow.
Border troops, returning home.
There is joy in Tang poetry and bitterness in Tang poetry.
Tang poetry was told to me by my ancestors.
So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, it's snowing outside the window.
Flying egrets, floating geese.
There are pictures in Tang poetry and songs in Tang poetry.
Tang poetry flows into my heart like a clear spring.
So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, it's snowing outside the window.
Flying egrets, floating geese.
There are pictures in Tang poetry and songs in Tang poetry.
Tang poetry flows into my heart like a clear spring.
Acacia red beans, Wushan snow.
Border troops, returning home.
There is joy in Tang poetry and bitterness in Tang poetry.
Tang poetry was told to me by my ancestors.
Acacia red beans, Wushan snow.
Border troops, returning home.
There is joy in Tang poetry and bitterness in Tang poetry.
Tang poetry was told to me by my ancestors.