1. The Sound of a Voice
[Song] Li Qingzhao
Searching for a place to live, cold and quiet, miserable and sad.
When it is warm and cold, it is most difficult to rest.
Three cups of wine and two cups of wine, how can they beat the winds of the evening?
They are the ones who are saddened by the passing of the geese, but they are the ones who know each other from the old days.
The yellow flowers are piled up all over the place. I'm not going to be able to get a good look at them, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at them.
How can I get darkness alone?
The sycamore is also a fine rain, to dusk, dots and dashes.
This time, how can I say the word "sad"?
There is no claim to be empty, no claim to be cold and desolate, and no claim to be sad and miserable. I'm not sure how I'm going to be able to get through this, but I'm going to be able to get through this," he said. The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of it. To the south to avoid the cold geese have flown over, sad is the original old acquaintances. I don't recognize my old friends from back in the day.
The chrysanthemums are all withered and yellow, and I'm sad and haggard and have no intention of enjoying the flowers, and now the flowers will fail and who can pick them? The first thing you need to do is to keep the window open and keep the window open, and you can't wait for the day to end. Sycamore leaves drizzle, to dusk, the sound of rain is still dripping. This situation, with a word of sadness and how can I say enough?
2. Drunken Blossom Cloud - Mist and Thick Clouds of Sorrow
[Song] Li Qingzhao
Mist and Thick Clouds of Sorrow
Mist and Thick Clouds of Sorrow
Rui Brain eliminates the Golden Beast.
The festive season is again the sun, the jade pillow yarn kitchen, midnight cool through.
Don't worry, I'm not going to be able to get a good look at you, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at you.
There is no way I can't be happy. The curtain rolls down to the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
The mists are thick, the clouds are thick, the days are sad, ambergris incense is curling in the golden beast incense burner. It's the Chung Yeung Festival again, lying in the jade pillow gauze tent, the cool air in the middle of the night has just soaked the whole body. Drinking wine by the east fence until after dusk, the faint fragrance of yellow chrysanthemum overflowing sleeves. I don't want to say that autumn doesn't make people sad, the west wind rolls up the pearl curtain, the person inside the curtain is more thin than the yellow flowers.
3. Raccoon River Sand
[Song] Qin Guan
Despite the light cold on the small building, the dawn yin is like a poor fall, the light smoke rolled the painting screen.
Self-existing flowers are as light as a dream, boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow, the treasure curtain hangs small silver hooks.
With a hint of cold, alone on the small building, the morning shade, boring, as if it was already late fall. Looking back at the painting screen, light smoke, gurgling water, the mood is ghostly. Outside the window, the flowers freely and gently fluttering, the rain pattering down, rambling, just like the sadness flying. And then look at the jeweled curtains are hanging casually above the tiny silver hooks.
4. Si Di Township - Springtime Tour
[Tang] Wei Zhuang
Cloud bun falling, phoenix hairpin hanging. The hairpin is hanging down from the bun, and the pillow is interrupted by a letter.
The emerald screen is deep, the moon is falling, the leakage is still there. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
Spring tour, apricot blossoms blowing all over the head. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
It is my intention to marry my body to a man who has been in love with me all his life. I can't be ashamed even if I am abandoned by the heartless.
Spring tour, apricot blossoms blowing all over the head. I'm not sure who's the young man on the road, but I'm sure he's the one who's so charming. If I can marry him, I will die until my white head, even if I am abandoned by the heartless, I will not be ashamed.
5. Nanxiangzi - by colorful boat
[Song] Li Xun
Ride the colorful boat, past the lotus pond, the song on the rows startled the sleeping mandarin ducks.
The girls with flowers snuggle up and laugh with each other, fight for fairness, and compete to fold the lotus to cover the evening light.
Riding on the colorful boat, passing by the lotus pond, the boat sings loudly, waking up the sleeping mandarin ducks. Full of aroma of young girls just snuggling companion sweet smile, these girls are all beautiful posture, they folded lotus leaves in the delicate smile to cover the setting sun.
6. RuMengLing - Last Night's Rain and Wind
[Song] Li Qingzhao
Last night's rain and wind, thick sleep does not consume residual wine, try to ask the person who rolled up the curtains, but said that the begonias are still the same.
If you know, if you don't know, you should be green, fat and thin.
The rain was sparse last night, but the wind was blowing hard. I slept through the night, but when I woke up, I still felt a little drunk. So I asked the maid who was rolling up the curtain how things were outside, and she said the begonias were still the same as yesterday. Do you know, do you know, that at this time of the year the green leaves should be flourishing and the red flowers withering away?
7. The Case of Green Jade - New Year's Eve?
Song - Xin Qiji
The east wind releases thousands of flowers at night. The stars are like rain.
The BMW carries the fragrance of the road.
The sound of the phoenix cock is moving, the light of the jade pot is turning, and the fish and dragons are dancing all night long.
The moth and snow willow gold strand. The smile is full of dark scent.
There are many people who are looking for him.
Looking back, that person is in, the lights out of the place
Like the east wind blowing away a thousand trees flowers, and blowing fireworks have, messy fall like rain. The luxurious carriages are full of fragrance on the road. The melodious sound of phoenix xiao echoed in all directions, the jade pot-like bright moon gradually slanting in the west, a night of fish and dragon lanterns flying laughter and clamor.
Beauties are wearing bright ornaments on their heads, smiling and laughing as they walk with the crowd, their bodies perfumed. I looked for her a thousand times in the crowd, and turned around, but she was in, without realizing it, but found her in the place where the lights were scattered.
8. Raining Bells - Cicada Misery?
Song - Liu Yong
The cold cicadas are mournful, to the evening of the Long Pavilion, the first break of the sudden rain.
It's the first time I've ever been to a pavilion, and the rain is coming down.
They are the first to be able to see each other's eyes, and they have no words to say.
It is a good idea to go to a place where there is a lot of smoke and mist, and where there is a lot of sky and mist.
They are the most popular and most popular of all, and they are the most popular of all, and they are the most popular of all, and they are the most popular of all!
Where are you going to wake up tonight?
The willow bank, the wind and the moon are gone.
This is the first time I've been to a place where I've had a good time, and I'm sure I'll be able to make it.
There are a thousand ways to say it, but who can say it with?
The cicadas after the fall were screaming so bleakly and sharply, facing the long pavilion, a sharp rain just stopped. In Kyoto outside the tent set up a farewell, but no drink of the heart, is reluctant to part with the time, the boat has urged the departure of the people. Holding hands and looking at each other, eyes full of tears, a thousand words are choked in the throat to say. This is the first time that I have seen a lot of people in the world, and I think it's a good thing that I've seen a lot of people in the world, because I've seen a lot of people in the world.
Since ancient times, the most heartbreaking thing for sentimental people is to be separated, not to mention that this is the cold and desolate fall, which can withstand the sadness of separation! Who knows where I will be when I wake up tonight? I'm afraid I'll be on the willow bank, facing the harsh morning wind and the waning moon at dawn. This go long years of separation, love people are not together, I expect that even if you meet a good weather, good scenery, but also as a sham. Even if you are full of love, who can enjoy it with?
9. Jiang Cheng Zi - Remembering a Dream on the 20th Night of the First Month of the Year B Mao?
Song - Su Shi
Ten years of life and death. I'm not thinking about it. I'll never forget it.
There is no place to talk about the bleakness of a lonely grave. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, but our faces are full of dust, and our temples are like frost.
The night came with a dream and I suddenly returned to my hometown. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. I've been working on my makeup for a while now.
There are no words, only tears. I'm sure that every year my heart will be broken, the night of the bright moon, and the short pine tree.
It's been ten years since we parted as husband and wife, and we've been trying not to miss each other. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the other side of the fence, and you'll be able to see it. Thousands of miles away from that distant lonely tomb ah, there is no place to tell her the heart of the sadness of the sadness. Even if the couple meets you can not recognize me, I have been dusty face, sideburns like frost.
Last night I was back home again in my dream, at the hut window. I was dressing up and combing my hair. You and I are silent relative to each other miserable, only relative to the wordless tears fall a thousand lines. I can think of the place where I thought of her back then, in the night of the bright moon, the short pines of the mountain.
10. Butterfly Lovers - Standing on a dangerous building, the wind is fine?
Song - Liu Yong
Standing on a dangerous building, the wind is fine. I've been looking at it for a long time, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea.
The color of the grass and the light of the smoke are in the remaining light. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'll be able to.
It's a good idea to get drunk. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.
It's a good thing that I'm not sorry for the way I've been dressed. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.
I stand on a high building, the fine spring winds blowing in the face, looking far away, endless sadness, eerily filled the sky. The sun is setting, the grass is covered, who can understand me silently leaning on the railing of the heart? I would have liked to indulge in a drunkenness. When raising the glass in the song, I felt that it was tasteless to force myself to have fun. I don't feel remorseful even though I'm getting thinner and thinner, I'm willing to pine away all over for you.
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