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Yu] Sister is wearing azaleas on her head, facing the wind and chasing the colorful glow with the waves.

The boat rocked through the spring water and didn't speak, where is the gentleness of the water town, my home.

The boat rocked through the spring water and didn't speak, and rowed to him in his dream with the song.

The mouth sings softly and does not speak, the water town is gentle like the painting in the dream.

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Yu] The mouth sings softly, and the singing is endless, and the years are drifting by, and the song is like a stream of water.

The boat rocks through the spring water and does not stay, and it is shaken until the wind blows the waves and the sky is cool in autumn.

The boat rocked through the spring water and did not stay, and the fish both swam together underwater.

Whose boat sings slowly, the water town gently comes to the cool autumn.

Male] Singing endlessly, like a stream of water, does not stay, the autumn weather is cool.

Don't stay, underwater swimming, the sound is long, and the weather is cool in autumn.

Who's boat sings long, whose girl is boating in the water town.

Who's in his dreams, he doesn't speak, who's him, where is my home?

Yu] Sister is wearing azaleas on her head, facing the wind and chasing the colorful glow with the waves.

The boat rocked through the spring water and didn't speak, where is the gentleness of the water town, my home.

The boat shook through the spring water and did not speak, where is the gentleness of the water town, my home, I hope you are satisfied.

Barcarole. "My sister is wearing an azalea on her head, facing the wind and waves," Luo Dayou wrote, and Qi Yu sang.

At his feet, Su Ao killed the right-back of Scala.

I think Zhao Peng's singing is a little better.

There are many versions of the boat song, and Qi Yu sings it very well.

Would you like to refine the question? There are 75 songs with this lyric in them.

Song Title: Boat Song, Singer: Qi Yu.

Affiliation**: Brave New World Vol. 3 The wind blows.

My sister wears an azalea on her head, and she chases the waves with the wind.

The boat rocked through the spring water and didn't speak, where is the gentleness of the water town, my home.

The boat rocked through the spring water and didn't speak, and rowed to him in his dream with the song.

The mouth sings softly without speaking, and the water town gently looks at the painting in the dream.

Sing softly, sing endlessly.

The years float by, and the song is like a stream, and the boat rocks through the spring water without stopping.

Shake until the wind blows the waves and the weather is cool in autumn, and the boat rocks through the spring water without stopping.

The fish swim together under the water, and the sound of their boat singing is long.

The water town gently comes to the cool autumn, whose boat sings slowly.

Whose girl is boating in the water town, whose dream.

He doesn't speak, who's him?

Where is my house, my sister wears an azalea on her head.

Facing the wind and chasing the colorful glow with the waves, the boat rocks through the spring water and does not speak.

Where is my home, where is the gentleness of the water town, The boat rocks through the spring water and does not speak.

Where is the gentleness of the water town, my home.

Song Title: Boat Song, Singer: Qi Yu.

Affiliation**: Brave New World Vol. 3 The wind blows.

My sister wears an azalea on her head, Facing the wind and chasing the waves with the colorful sunset, the boat shakes through the spring water and doesn't speak, Where is the gentleness of the water town is my boat's boat that shakes the spring water and doesn't speak, With the song rowing to his mouth in the dream and singing softly without speaking, The water town gently sings softly to the painting mouth in the dream, Singing endlessly.

The year floats through the song like a current, the boat shakes through the spring water and does not stay, shakes to the wind blows the waves and the autumn is cool, the boat shakes through the spring water and does not stay, the fish swim together under the water, whose boat sings slowly.

The water town gently comes to the cool autumn, whose boat sings leisurely, whose girl is in the water town, whose dream.

He doesn't speak, who's him?

Where is my house, my sister wears an azalea on her head.

Facing the wind and chasing the colorful glow with the waves, The boat rocks through the spring water and does not speak, where is the gentleness of the water town, Where is my home, The boat shakes through the spring water and does not speak, where is the gentleness of the water town.

Song: Boat Song Singer: Teresa Teng **:

Sijun Ji Boat Song (Folk Song) Teresa Teng sings Sister with azaleas on her head Facing the wind and chasing the waves The boat shakes through the spring water and doesn't talk Where is my home The boat shakes through the spring water and doesn't talk With the song rowing to her in the dream The mouth sings softly and doesn't speak The water town is gentle like the painting in the dream The mouth sings softly and sings endlessly The years float by, the song is like a stream of water The boat shakes through the spring water and does not stay Shake until the wind blows through the cool autumn The boat shakes through the spring water and does not stay The fish swim together Whose boat sings quietly The water town is gentle and comes to the cool autumn Whose boat sings quietly Whose girl is the water town and lets go without talking Whose is his where's my home My sister has a rhododendron on her head Facing the wind and chasing the waves The boat shakes through the spring water and doesn't speak Where is my home The boat shakes the spring water and doesn't talk Where is my home The boat shakes the spring water and doesn't talk Where is my home where is the gentleness of the water town.

Song title: "Boat Song".

Singing: Qi Yu.

Lyrics: Luo Dayou.

Composer: Luo Dayou.

Lyrics: Sister wears azaleas on her head, Facing the wind and chasing the waves with the colorful glow boat, shaking through the spring water without speaking, Where is the gentleness of the water town, where is my boat's boat shaking the spring water without speaking, With the song rowing to his mouth in the dream and singing softly, The water town gently sings and sings endlessly to the painting mouth in the dream, The song floats through the year like a flowing boat and shakes through the spring water without staying, Shake until the wind blows the waves and the cool autumn boat shakes through the spring water and does not stay, The fish both swim with the bottom of the water whose boat sings slowly, The water town gently came to the cool autumn whose boat sang slowly, whose girl sailed in the water town.

Who's in the dream he doesn't speak, Whose he is my sister with a rhododendron on her head, Facing the wind and chasing the waves with the colorful sunset boat rocking through the spring water without speaking, Where is the gentleness of the water town is where my boat shakes the spring water without speaking, Where is the gentleness of the water town is my home.

This is a song that Kunming primary school students love to sing during the Anti-Japanese War. Dong Lincoln's lyrics, Xu Shoulian's song. —Wang Zengqi, "Qing Confession of the Sui Dynasty".

Wing Chun lyrics: Hua Jingjing Composer: Ho Leung.

Singing: Seven Duo Combination.

Pick up a fallen leaf and look up at the overlap of the old and the new.

The tender green self-tip slightly shows the face.

Ignored by the breeze, the flowers bloomed hesitantly.

Wandering alone, waiting for you, waiting for you, waiting for you.

Sprinkle dappled sunlight through the new leaves.

The mind is empty, and the thoughts are gradually tilting.

The grass warbler flies to comfort the lonely remnant snow.

Let go of the cold and be timid.

The sun is high and the wind blows, leaving a trace of warmth.

Don't let the season come to light.

The flower hesitated and sighed lightly, daring to ask how embarrassing it was.

In vain sad youth.

Spring knows that dreams are just like you and me back then.

casually said parting.

The swallow returns, and the warbler is talking chaotically, who is singing about spring.

The eyes are clear and the smile is innocent.

Pick up a fallen leaf and look up at the overlap of the old and the new.

The tender green self-tip slightly shows the face.

Ignored by the breeze, the flowers bloomed hesitantly.

Wandering alone awaits you and waits for you in everything.

Make a wish and forget the sad plot.

Close your eyes and fold your hands in silence.

The sun is shining on my eyelids, and I no longer refuse.

Warm and warm to fill the vacancy in my heart.

The clouds were faint, the sky was very blue, and his thoughts slowly walked away.

Spring flows softly, and happiness spreads through the fingertips.

Who is looking at the scenery and who is being seen.

Whoever turned around and smiled slightly was relieved.

Sprinkle dappled sunlight through the new leaves.

The mind is empty, and the thoughts are gradually tilting.

The grass warbler flies to comfort the lonely remnant snow.

Let go of the cold and be timid.

The sun is high and the wind blows, leaving a trace of warmth.

Don't let the season come to light.

The flower hesitated and sighed lightly, daring to ask how embarrassing it was.

In vain sad youth.

Spring knows that dreams are just like you and me back then.

casually said parting.

The swallow returns, and the warbler is talking chaotically, who is singing about spring.

The eyes are clear and the smile is innocent.

Spring knows that dreams are just like you and me back then.

casually said parting.

The swallow returns, and the warbler is talking chaotically, who is singing about spring.

The eyes are clear and the smile is innocent.

Who is singing about spring?

There are many grievances in your heart, who makes you thick and like blood and tears, whether your heart is already broken, and you want to cover your blood and tears with thick beauty.

The distant mountains are red and transparent, and they are expected to sleep with you in your arms, but the March days will always leave, leaving you to sleep alone again and again.

The spring breeze calls you to give your heart, the hillside forces you to dream together, and I see the cuckoo red in the wind, such as beating on the stage.

You should be perfect, but you owe the fragrance, or do you prefer to be plain and seek retreat, whether you don't want to be loved anymore, because you are still afraid of parting.

The spring breeze calls you to give your heart, the hillside forces you to dream together, and I see the cuckoo red in the wind, such as beating on the stage.

You should be perfect, but you owe the fragrance, or do you prefer to be plain and seek retreat, whether cuckoo you don't want to be loved anymore, because you are still afraid of parting, because you are still afraid of parting.

The spring breeze gently awakens it.

Morning dew quietly moisturizes it.

Sprout in the clouds.

Read it in your dreams.

The mountains and wilderness of Dabie are picturesque.

Lift the water riverside to talk about mulberry hemp.

It's a miraculous creation.

It makes a red cliff.

Take you to see the azaleas.

The mountains are full of clouds and the sky is full of clouds.

The singing voice is leisurely and floating, and the happy years are gone.

Take you to see the azaleas.

Stories of love are spread all over the world.

Everyone praises it, and you love it, and you love it.

The spring breeze gently awakens it.

Morning dew quietly moisturizes it.

Sprout in the clouds.

Read it in your dreams.

Thousands of years of wind and rain baptize it.

The vicissitudes of life have swept it away.

The flowering period never changes.

It laughed in the branches.

Take you to see the azaleas.

The mountains are full of clouds and the sky is full of clouds.

The singing voice is leisurely and floating, and the happy years are gone.

Take you to see the azaleas.

Stories of love are spread all over the world.

Everyone praises it, and you love it, and you love it.

Let's go and see the azaleas.