What's the name of the song sung by the red peony in "Deep Rain"?

There are three songs sung by Red Peony in the play: prude, A Night in Shanghai and Rain in Mao Mao.

Lyrics:

hypocritical

Lyrics: Ye Composer: Arranger: Zhang

Pretend to be a hypocrite. Why are you pretending to be a man? If you want to see it, you should watch it carefully.

See if you can stop pretending like that.

Don't be so serious. Why bother?

Prude, prude, your eyes have already slipped in and out.

I'm secretly watching. I am embarrassed. What do you mean embarrassed?

If you want to love me and you love me, you can show it happily.

Come on, come on.

The livid face is frightening. Why bother? Blushing and heartbeat.

Your soul has been floating around in the past, and it is floating around.

Night Shanghai

Lyrics: Fan Yanqiao Composer: Arranger: Zhang

Night Shanghai Night Shanghai You are a city that never sleeps.

The lights began to ring, singing and dancing.

I saw her smiling, but she was depressed at night.

It's all about food, clothing, housing, drinking and not getting drunk.

Hu-day Alakazam lost his youth, his eyes were dim and sleepy, and everyone went home.

The mind turns with the wheel.

Change the world, have a new environment and relive the dreamlike nightlife.

drizzle

Lyrics: Li Jinhui Composer: Li Jinhui Arranger: Zhang.

It has been raining in Mao Mao and the breeze has been blowing.

It's drizzling in the breeze, Liu Qingqing. Ouch, Liu Qingqing's little kiss doesn't want your gold.

Dear, don't want your silver slave, just your heart. Oh, your heart.

Don't be embarrassed by the rain in Mao Mao, and don't worry about the slight wind.

It's raining and the wind is blowing, so it's hard to go.

It is difficult to go to the young Langsun who just came out of the mountain.

The young Sister Furong has just held an exhibition, waiting for the flowers to set off.

Oh, oh, it's sunset in Mao Mao, and the rain has wet the dust.

The slight wind has cooled the feelings and the rain has stopped. You want to come. Oh, there you are.

I can't bear to wait or complain about my love.

Oh, my love, Mao Mao, the rain made me cry.

The slight wind made me afraid to look up. How to arrange the storm?

Oh, oh, how to arrange it? Unless you are sick and suddenly look up in a disaster.

Walk into my good man. Oh, oh, good job.