I am a naughty boy.

I am a naughty boy.

I don't care how poor Wang Zedao is,

This is Wei Ping's watch.

A lifetime of prosperity and stagnation,

All the flowers are pale and inky.

Tune the tripod to read the customs of the Zhou Dynasty,

The skin broke into scabies.

The third tone is broken,

When can I see Wan Li when I was a child?

The dispute between han family and yang xuyan.

I was born homeless and pregnant with this gentleman,

No distinction between right and wrong starts from this moment.

A cold smoke can't burn,

It's all corridor and temple furniture

Listen to a song of Qingyun,

Pi Brown kindly learns Taoism.

Where the keel of Delu is buried,

When can I see Wan Li when I was a child?

At midnight, where does the new sound spread?

My family used to be distributed by two platforms.

At that time, brothers were due south and north.

All night,

There should be unfairness in this.

Tuning refers to fibers,

The skin is wrinkled and green.

My pursuit of fish was passed on to my concubine,

When can I see Wan Li when I was a child?

In the regular sound, the rain is falling like smoke,

I don't want to be a sea frog,

There is no distinction between honor and disgrace.

Like the West Lake in June,

Surrounded by the world.

Reconcile young children, cut honey spleen,

The skin broke into scabies.

Should not be felt by others,

When can I see Wan Li when I was a child?

It's hard to find something after 1000 years,