A cup of snow withers Zhu Yan
Original word: Gongzi Chu (reciting poems from Cang Yang Jia Cuo)
Adapted/ Singing: Finale
Song: Shushan online- Emei Jinding
A glass of Tu Su wine climbs to the top, and Xie Daogong
It's too late for me to find an excuse. Name
Three years in a song of a girl from loyang, Hu Bugui
Night rain hits gold lotus rouge to wash the old monk
Spiders pour the dust mirror, and beauty pricks the green silk well
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Mud dripping in the water alone, draining the liver and gallbladder
once, when you stood, three borders were still's detachment is slightly different from that of the officials
I want to shoot five strings into the sky and break the dome
I hope you can caress me with your bow and flute. Before the meeting, I will hold the green leaves for you, sit down in Emei and tune my voice
a cold wind blows from the far sky's sleeves are empty
I wish Changsheng a song that insults Qingming
I read white words: < p.
if you have both laws in the world, you will not be ungrateful to the Tathagata.
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Attachment: original words.
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(Nianbai:
Since my concubine accepted China, I've been hunting with the king,
But I didn't know that the war was over, and the Long Tou Yin was ruined,
Chu Ge was scattered all over the country, Han Yue gathered the three armies, and
Jun Ge Kong. I will reward my lips ...)
A glass of Tu Su wine climbs the mountain to thank Gong Xie
It's a great sigh of relief that the cat has become ashamed to make an excuse. Name
Three years in a song of a girl from loyang, Hu Bugui
It rains at night, beating gold lotus rouge to wash the old monk
A spider gathers dust to condense the mirror, a beautiful woman pricks a green silk well
A cup of snow cooks a colt in a hero's gap to comfort her life
Pass a cup. P > Dripping mud in the water alone to drain the liver and gallbladder
once, when you stood, three borders were still is slightly better than the official
I want to shoot five strings into the sky to break the dome
I hope you can caress me with your bow and flute. Before the meeting, many people who burn peaches will die and fall easily.
Living in the moss will give birth to the crown, and the name will be thin.
I will know my hero in the Jianghu market.
I will hold a green leaf for you.
if you have both laws in the world, you will not be ungrateful to the Tathagata. )
Note: The poem "Since My Concubine Rong Hua" is a poem by Xiao Duan.
singer's name: late autumn
song's name: flowers grow into mud, but spring is not over
a night of heavy spring cold in Chun Xue
disputes between Qin Jin and China
Torinji met for the first time before
Looking back, it's a world of mortals
Flowers fall, Xie Yun flows, Xia
A cool breeze and a bright moon rest on the price
How much old worries on the pillow have disappeared
. > sixteen years of sadness broke people's hearts
returning to Tibet shows sharp edge
Yu Yan's nine turns resentment into love
I don't know who I'm worried about tomorrow
Since we met, I've lived happily
But I'm not worried about Su Yu
A half-rolled red candle shadow
A soft couch wrapped in sleeves
A thousand waves and eight kings compete with each other
The past is a dream.
How difficult is it for me to give up the choice?
Let's get together for a long day and make up the old love.
I've been drunk with Jun * * * for 36, games.
The moon is bright and the clouds are high.
Before everything is decided, who is weak and who is strong.
Let me and my son * * * Sparse madness
Flowers grow into mud, but spring is not over.
Cinnabar tears
Lyrics: Xia Yike is in winter, and it's ling
Singing a song, whistling, floating clouds and swords, and trying the world's white clothes to dye frost
In those days, under the shadow of drunken flowers, the beauty was shining, and the tears were cinnabar
I still remember who was wrong to care about the fireworks in the dream of flowers in the song
The Yellow Crane Tower was empty and depressed, and wandered Looking for
Looking back for a hundred years
Looking at the mirror lake, who is asking you Hu Bugui
This feeling is nothing more than fireworks, parting with wine, pouring thousands of cups of wine, and pouring Zhu Yan's sleep
How can the light cold and dusk snow go with it? After years of sorrow, people only know that they should not regret it in this life
When the words of Shanshan geese go, they will bloom again, but who owes a drop of cinnabar tears
. The tassel falls, the golden toad burns incense around the emerald
The dream also urges the moon to fall, the smoke is thick, the glass cup is thick
The beam is painted, the bead curtain is hung, the moon is bright and broken, and the moon is drunk
The eyebrows are light and crisp, and the Qinhuai water rises and falls
The tears drop down, the window leaves, the spring comes, and the spring comes again
The spring breeze blows away all the joys and sorrows of the world
When will the spring rain come back when it is drunk and drunk? On the original
vaguely fragrant powder and fragrant smell of your flute
Dancing lightly and playing with a piece of clothes
The scenery on the original today looks like the old one
The flower house and the rain pavilion are staggered, but the old spring is not seen wandering alone
Seeing that the mountains and rivers of the old country have been broken
Broken tiles, condensed smoke and residual blood stained the north of the city wall, and the face is ruined. Dancing people are haggard
Rouge fades like ashes, and they face each other day and night
Spring breeze blows away all the joys and sorrows of the world
When will the spring rain come back when you are drunk and drunk in other places
Chun Yan returns and flies alone
Pear blossoms begin to blossom in March
How can Qinhuai water see through sorrow
How can Qinhuai tears penetrate that reincarnation
Even though acacia has turned to ashes in previous lives, there is still no regret < You are with me
I only wish three lives and three lives will be with you
Thinking about the unknown
Word: Sophia
Song: Shui Liu Li's Love
Singing: Quiet
Remembering
Green, green, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful and beautiful
I am worried about my heart
. > Don't let go
It takes half a day to stand in Bishan
Walk by Qingxi Village
Cherish the nameless
Look back now
It's a thousand years since to bring me my shadow and make us three
It's a wake-up call, and people are thin
It's green and Bai Zhou, and
Follow the waves. > pity the people in front of us today
never let go
The exam is over
Three-year-old Sanqiu
The north wind is mournful
Let's talk about our worries in detail
Hand in hand with the old age
How can we live and die
A thousand years have passed
People wake up from dreams and lose weight
Zhu Xian Chi Le. Have fun now, whip and laugh
and watch me bow and shoot a big carving
trot lightly, gallop, gallop, blow the wind, dust and sand proudly
Find a fragrant grass, smoke and wind, and bypass the flowing water bridge. Who will remember this?
Sing a song, grind and wash the Hu Dao in the wine market.
The wind is faint, the dawn is startled, and the sun is shining.
The sound of Qiang pipes urges people to break off. Old people don't sigh't have a The grassland is proud to laugh
If the ambition of the wind and grass is always higher than that of the sky
Have fun in the old year, but now it's better to whip and laugh
Tread lightly, gallop, scream, roll, dust and sand, and be arrogant
Sing songs, grind and wash the Hu Dao in the wine field
If the ambition of the wind and grass is always higher than that of the sky
The sound of the lonely geese flying north is broken
Have fun in the old year.