Ask for a wisp of linen for the whole play Lyrics 15

Fang Yafen - a wisp of hemp crying husband.

Thinking about it is like a dream.

Am I really a pair with him?

Tonight is like a matter of life and death.

From then on, it was young and lively to be buried.

Knowing that he is a demented person.

But the old religious forces could not resist.

Even my own father refused to save him.

He watched his daughter go to be buried alive.

Mother, mother, you refuse to tell me when you are dying.

You're also worried about it.

I thought that a lover would eventually become a family.

Who knows that heaven will go into a fire pit if it does not go.

Fang Yafen - In early spring, there are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door.

There are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door, the short flow is long, the sound of the alley is painful in the ears, the children's songs are piercing, it is bearable to hurt my loneliness and widowhood, it is too sinful to deface the benefactor, Mr. Xiao is not a relative or a Bodhisattva, he is innocent and comes to help, sends charcoal in the snow to drive away the spring cold, and saves my family on the way to work.

Don't go into the door of the school against your will, lest you gossip and stir up turmoil, endure the pain and close the widow's door, and launch the spring breeze and cold self-lock.

A wisp of linen - the cave room sighed to himself.

Chen Huifen: Thinking about it is like a dream, am I really a pair with him?

Tonight is like a matter of life and death, and from this time on, youth and liveliness are all buried.

knew that he was a demented man, but the old religious forces couldn't resist.

Even my biological father refused to save him, he watched his daughter go to be buried alive, ah, mother, mother, you refused to tell me when you were dying, you are also so difficult to let go at this time.

I thought that there was a lover who became a family, and who knew that if heaven did not leave, he would go into the fire pit.

Parting with Junyu, I once told you, I hope you understand my bitter letters.

I expect you to be alone with the lonely lamp and haven't slept yet, you think about me as if I want to love.

Seeing the idiot sleeping, only the candlelight shook the new house.

This situation is even more sour, telling me how to wait for the dawn.

The Tale of the Two Martyrs – Quaf.

Xianggong once remembered the first meeting in Jingkou that year.

But behold, thy bones are mighty and courageous.

Xianggong went to the army for the country.

Concubines serve in the deep boudoir.

Xianggong, you have made meritorious deeds and gradually ascended to the dragon.

Cheap concubine, I beg to seal my wife to be honored.

Although it is a high authority.

often makes concubines worried.

How high is it?

How is the weight as the prestige.

I am happy to see the marshal's supernatural powers with my own eyes today.

The magic calculation commands the majesty of the general.

Don't be ashamed to boast and boast about justice.

Two cups of wine were prepared for this purpose.

Congratulations to you, Xiang Gong Miao Garlic caught the culprit.

Second, I wish my own insight and heroism.

To the Golden Wind Chimes Sheet Music:

I can find it.

The lyrics of "God-King Love: Don't Forget the Song".

Tianmeng: I didn't dare to talk about things in my heart along the way, and I entrusted the six strings to Suolina: along the way, I also wanted to say nothing, and I regretted and annoyed Tianmeng: I can't play the unforgettable song on the strings, Lianna: I also have a bosom song hidden in my arms, this song was a sprout that was difficult to unearth, and the seeds were only sown in the dream.

Lianna: This song used to be as elusive as the sky, like the wind, like the glow, like the clouds and mist: now it is two hearts in the song, and it will be like glue, lacquer, and manna Lenna: this song is not understood by others.

Tianmeng: Only you and I are in harmony.

Lianna, Tianmeng: Don't forget the song with the bosom song, sweet branches and sweet ears bear sweet fruits.

A handful of snow, a wisp of linen, two into the palace, two generals, two lions, three forks, ** Shi, Siping Mountain, Wuhua Cave, June snow, seven star lights, eight sledgehammers, Jiujiangkou, cross slope, ten Daoben, eleven lang, thirteen sisters, fifteen through, eighteen pulls, Baishou Tu, 100,000 gold, the success of the first war, the second hall of the house, the third hall of the trial, the three Niang's godson, the Shilang mother, the five Taiwan brothers, the six major trials, six out of Qishan, seven days and seven nights, eight immortals across the sea, nine expeditions to the Central Plains, ten ambushes, ten old An Liu, etc.

The Pearl Pagoda has seven layers, and the layers of pearls are shining.

The night pearl on the top of the tower shines, and I hide you as a dry snack.

I wish Cousin Fang to go to the imperial capital in the spring.

There are names and surnames on the list of dragons and tigers, and oops, there are names and surnames.

Zhu Ta! Today, Cui'e entrusts me with a heavy responsibility, and I wish you a safe return to Taiping Village.

Cousin! As the saying goes, a thousand miles to send a feather, a thin heart.

Cousin! This is a long way to climb the mountain and wade through the water, and I wish you a safe return home.

The wind and waves are high, you take a break from transition, and the moon is dark and the third watch (?) is not to walk at night.

Don't be sleepy after a tiring journey, remember to pay attention to the champion cake.

Cousin! This pastry is my filial piety to my aunt and mother, and I will ask you to bring it back to Taiping Village.

You must give your hands to your aunt, and she will eat the pastry.

She must know that Sister Yu has a heart.

Ahh Counting nine cold days, the north wind rises, you have to stay in the store early.

Don't delay in the gazebo, you have to hurry and go quickly.

You don't have to be entrusted by your sister, you must pay attention to the champion cake!

Is this it?

Chunjiang Yue Opera Network.

Shanghai Cultural Center.

Opera Pavilion.

Lyrics: The long bridge crosses the stop night train.

Suddenly, I wanted to go on a boat together.

At the end of the voyage, we swung back to shore.

I looked for an excuse to drag on for more than half a day.

It's a long story, a short road, and it's over there.

I don't want to say goodbye and send it farther.

I should have been deterred by the side of the road in front of the station.

You also have to sit in a coffee shop.

Please allow me to escort more than ten steps.

The end point is pushed back again and again.

I have spoken ten times again, and I have not tired.

It's just that the night is too short.

This route home.

It seems that the love story is still spinning after the turn.

Ken didn't go around in circles and arrived early in the morning.

Why do I always go round and round with you?

It's clear that the parting is imminent.

Suddenly, I didn't think I needed to finish it.

How to keep you can still look at the sky.

Dense clouds and night sky waiting for raindrops.

Pass the storefront and walk through the theater.

I don't want to say goodbye and send it farther.

Saying goodbye at the gate entrance is inevitable.

I said that I missed the backpack.

He made his rounds ten times in the same way.

A few excuses.

It's still not enough.

The end is also the end.

Please allow me to escort you.

More than ten steps to break up and push it away again and again.

I have spoken ten times again, and I have not tired.

Still in front of each other.

The route home is like a love story.

It's still spinning after turning.

If you want me to go in the morning.

No delay, no arrears. What's the matter with my escort room.

You're going to be blushing again.

It is reluctant to drag so far.

I'll see you another day.

You probably know about dating this ambiguous companion.

Sweet but unnatural.

The route home is just fate.

A continuation line.

After a few more rounds, it will finally break.

This couple.

Almost but not counted.

The prodigal sighs.

There are a lot of lyrics in this song, and it's super classic.

The lyrics of the Yue opera "Dream of Red Mansions":

Sister Lin fell from the sky.

Like a light cloud just emerging.

It's just that he is reckless and frivolous in his belly.

But it turns out that the bones are strange and not vulgar.

Demure is like a flower shining on water.

Actions are like the wind supporting willows.

The corners of the eyebrows and eyes hide delicate energy.

The voice is smiling and gentle.

There are visitors in front of you.

In the bottom of my heart, I look like an old friend.

Sister Lin fell from the sky.

Like a light cloud just emerging.

It's just that he is reckless and frivolous in his belly.

But it turns out that the bones are strange and not vulgar.

Demure is like a flower shining on water.

Actions are like the wind supporting willows.

The corners of the eyebrows and eyes hide delicate energy.

The voice is smiling and gentle.

There are visitors in front of you.

In the bottom of my heart, I look like an old friend.

Sister Lin fell from the sky.

Sister Lin fell from the sky.