Shu Embroidery Singing: Lyrics: Jing M. Guo Composer: It rains in March in Furong City, Liu Dandan, and the embroidery needle feather fan refers to a thousand military brocade in April. Cut a few inches to see the iron horse stepping on the glacier silk thread to sew the landscape of Hua Shao red dust thousand tent lamps, another snowstorm, another red candle pillow with May flowers and deep leaves in Xinghua Village in June, red hands, thousands of marriages, one more point and so on. The setting sun shines in the lonely shadow, the peony is stained with copper, and the city flute sounds. The Iraqi leaned against the door and looked at the peony waiting for you all his life, and everything flowed into the sea. Who is the spring moon shining endlessly? The other needle can be seen from others. Another needle can see that it hurts you. Summer rain and autumn wind are visible. Someone is waiting for you, such as bamboo, tears, ink stains, brocade, calligraphy and painting. Embroidery thread is endless. Yuanyang pillow is proud of this life, and the moon is as thin as a knife, reminding people to live in the afterlife. In March, it rained in Furong City. April embroidered needle feather fan pointed lamp, mountains and rivers, snow, red candle pillow, May flower, deep leaves, and thousands of flowers in Xinghua Village in June. A little more, such as the sunset, the lonely shadow of peony stained with copper bottles, the sound of flutes in the city, Iraqis leaning against the door, looking forward to your journey, you can see that every stitch of embroidery is painful for you, you can see that peony has a life, you can see that people are waiting for the river to enter the sea, and everything is for whom, but in spring, no one else can take photos. You can see that embroidery is another stitch. Some people think that embroidery is endless, and the Yuanyang pillow is soft and broken, with thousands of stitches. If you really want to break your soul, you can see that every stitch of embroidery hurts for you, and you can see that peony blossoms for a lifetime. Someone is waiting for you to go into the sea, and the spring and the moon are endless, and another needle embroidery is seen. Some people can see that summer rain and autumn wind hurt you, others can see that they are waiting for you, and there are bamboo, the ink embroidered Yuanyang pillow, bamboo crying, ink marks, brocade paintings, calligraphy and painting, unrequited stitches, endless embroidered Yuanyang pillows. Supplement: Chivalrous people love to sing: Han Hong Ci: Jing M. National song: Luo did not rise and fall, Buddha's knuckles were not sad or happy, black eyes were red, there was no water, no fire, no smoke, the country was cold, iron clothes and black skirts were red, whoever prayed, rolled up cuffs, mourned to the left, bowed and danced sleeves. Spread out the scroll to destroy the gods. Whoever waited for 10,000 years has waited for 10,000 years, only waiting for a mistake. Whoever stared at who for a second left a legend. He waited for her for ten thousand years, but she waited for loneliness. She stared at him for a second, then turned and took away the legend. One person cries and makes ten thousand people roar, and one person frowns and makes ten thousand people tremble for three thousand years, but a spring stream, who emerged, who left the scarecrow, who sealed it and who lit the ever-burning lamp.
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