Is there a Peach Blossom Garden I would like to go back to with you
The Tang Dynasty when the world was enlightened, weaving cloth and plowing the fields
Find the Peach Blossom Island in my dream, and look at the smoke from the cooking fires
Sit back and watch the flowing water washing away the petals of the flowers and the leaves of the trees
If there is any paradise I would like to go back to with you, and live with you in the humble clothes and the humble food
There will always be a place where I will be by your side to share the sweet, sour, spicy, bitter and salty things in life.
People fall into the peach blossom of love at this moment
It's as if they can see through the world at a glance, and they don't want to stay in love anymore
People fall into the peach blossom of love at this moment
The night is like the daytime, even if they fall asleep, they still think of your face
Performance of the play:
Lady: Birds on the trees are in couples
Man: The green water and green mountains are with a smile on their faces
Women: You plowed the fields, you came to the farms, you came to the mountains and you came to the mountains to work.
Woman: You plough the fields, I weave the cloth
Man: I carry the water, you water the garden
Is there a Peach Blossom Garden where I would like to go back to the old days
The Tang Dynasty, when the world was enlightened, weaved the cloth and ploughed the fields
It is the Peach Blossom Island of my dreams, where I look up at the smoke from the cooking fires
Is there a heavenly place where I would like to live in a simple and humble place
It is the Peach Blossom Island of my dreams where I would like to live in a simple and comfortable place.
I will always be there to share the sweet and sour, the bitter and the salty
People fall into the peach blossom of love at this moment
It's as if they can see through the world at a glance, and they don't want to stay in it anymore
People fall into the peach blossom of love at this moment
The night is like daytime Even if I sleep, I still think of your face
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Still think of
Your face is a peach blossom. Your face is like a peach blossom reflecting the redness of the human face
Your eyes are like the flowing water that clears the clouds
I just want to go back to the old days with you
Looking for the peach blossom garden where we knitted together and cultivated the fields together
After a thousand years, the wind and the rain have not changed my pretty face
With my shoes by the brook, I sat and watched the flowing water cleansing the clouds
With my flute in the forest, I laughed at the slanting shadows of the bamboo trees
Once in a while, I dreamed that I would grow old, and that the flowers would fade away. In the middle of a dream, a person wants to grow old and the flowers want to die
A person falls into the peach blossom of love at this moment
It seems like a glance to see through the world and no longer stay in love
A person falls into the peach blossom of love at this moment
Darkness becomes daytime, and even if I sleep, I still recall your face
Even if I sleep, I still recall your face
It's not a bad thing, but a good thing.