Singing: flower girl
Qu: flower girl
Hanjunping arrangement
The lyrics are as follows:
With a twist of my finger, the fish in the quicksand pool splashed, waiting for me to get drunk and cut off the sunset glow with a sword.
Dreaming of Zijin, Dai Feng criticizing yarn, daydreaming is too illusory and grandiose.
Gossip, spend the winter in a cloth, and when I succeed, I will be fat in the western hills.
On the basis of wine, the world cries for tea, and the bright moon invites the window, pretending to be chic.
I'm drunk, and the prodigal son has no money to eat out.
Whoever smells the pipa paints, the spring breeze is no longer like western Western jackdaw.
I have drunk the wind, swallowed the sand, and I have wandered the world.
Sigh, time flies, ask heaven, no one answers.
I'm drunk, and the prodigal son has no money to eat out.
Whoever smells the pipa paints, the spring breeze is no longer like western Western jackdaw.
I have drunk the wind, swallowed the sand, and I have wandered the world.
Sigh, time flies, ask heaven, no one answers.
Gossip, spend the winter in a cloth, and when I succeed, I will be fat in the western hills.
On the basis of wine, the world cries for tea, and the bright moon invites the window, pretending to be chic.
I'm drunk, and the prodigal son has no money to eat out.
Whoever smells the pipa paints, the spring breeze is no longer like western Western jackdaw.
I have drunk the wind, swallowed the sand, and I have wandered the world.
Sighs flow like yellow flowers, and no one answers when asked.
I'm drunk, and the prodigal son has no money to eat out.
Whoever smells the pipa paints, the spring breeze is no longer like western Western jackdaw.
I have drunk the wind, swallowed the sand, and I have wandered the world.
Sigh, time flies, ask heaven, no one answers.
I'm drunk, and the prodigal son has no money to eat out.
Whoever smells the pipa paints, the spring breeze is no longer like western Western jackdaw.
I have drunk the wind, swallowed the sand, and I have wandered the world.
Sigh, time flies, ask heaven, no one answers.
I'm drunk, and the prodigal son has no money to eat out.
Whoever smells the pipa paints, the spring breeze is no longer like western Western jackdaw.
I have drunk the wind, swallowed the sand, and I have wandered the world.
Sigh, time flies, ask heaven, no one answers.
Extended data:
"The Prodigal Son Passes a Restaurant Ruthlessly" is a gossip about the prodigal son written by Zhou Ren and composed and sung by Hua Tuo. Hua Tuo once participated in the program "Avenue of Stars" and won the championship of the week. During the competition, I performed songs such as "Say You Love Me" and "Love You Endlessly", which were well received by the media and audience. Representative songs include Winter Never Returning and Beautiful Journey.
Hua Tuo is a rare powerful female singer who can sing and dance well in Chinese pop music. As a singer who is good at European and American pop styles, she has shown more diverse performances on the stage of "Avenue of Stars". Her hoarse voice is very explosive and her voice is very recognizable, which sings a fresh wind for the music world.
Hua Tuo is good at all kinds of European and American music styles and healing love songs. Her voice is very distinctive, her bass is very infectious, her hoarse singing contains great explosive power and her dancing skills are profound. She is good at all kinds of dances, such as new jazz.