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Anonymous users2024-02-15Song: Magical Meadows.
Singer: Lan Qier.
Lyrics: Liu Xinquan.
Composer: Guo Zai.
Lyrics. The wild horses turned over, towering Helan Mountain.
In the desert I dreamed of a clear spring.
The rainbow is clothed in seven clouds for Yinshan.
The sedan chair of the shuttle wood carries you upside down.
Poplar forest watching, thousand years of blue sky.
The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, and the beautiful homeland.
Petroglyphs write love and hate into the long years.
Outside the yurt, the flowers swayed endlessly.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's the grassland I miss so much.
The lake is you, the most beautiful pearl on your body.
The lake is the field of your holy heart.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's me who misses you so much.
Lele car full, the ballad of childhood happiness.
I'm like a baby drunk in my grandma's arms.
Poplar forest watching, thousand years of blue sky.
The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, and the beautiful homeland.
Petroglyphs write love and hate into the long years.
Outside the yurt, the flowers swayed endlessly.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's the grassland I miss so much.
The lake is you, the most beautiful pearl on your body.
The lake is the field of your holy heart.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's me who misses you so much.
Lele car full, the ballad of childhood happiness.
I'm like a baby drunk in my grandma's arms.
The sky saw only cattle and sheep, when I came to the paradise of dreams.
Looking into the distance on horseback, it is the hometown I miss day and night.
I hear your singing, and it reminds me of my childhood songs.
The most magical one is endless, you are my most beloved hometown.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's the grassland I miss so much.
The lake is you, the most beautiful pearl on your body.
The lake is the field of your holy heart.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's me who misses you so much.
Lele car full, the ballad of childhood happiness.
I'm like a baby drunk in my grandma's arms.
Extended Materials. "Magical Prairie" is a song composed by Guo Zai, lyrics by Liu Xinquan, and sung by Lan Qier. The song is included in **"Magical Prairie", released by Shengshi Boya Company on 2011-04-08, this ** contains 1 song.
Other versions of the song.
1, DJ Ah Sheng Lan Qier sang "Magical Prairie", the song is included in ** "DJ A Sheng Dance Song Collection (2)", released by Guangzhou Minyi Culture Communication **** on 2016-01-01, the ** contains 139 songs.
2, I returned to my hometown to sing "Magical Prairie", the song is included in **"Beautiful Hometown", released on 2018-01-12, the ** contains 2 songs.
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Anonymous users2024-02-14Magical Meadows. Lyrics: Liu Xinquan.
Composer: Kwok Tsai.
Arranger: Zhang Bo.
Singing: Lan Qi'er.
The wild steed flipped over.
Towering Helan Mountain.
I dreamed in the desert.
A clear spring. The rainbow is clothed in colorful clothes for Yin Mountain.
The sedan chair of the shuttle wood carries you upside down.
Poplar forest watched.
Millennial blue sky. The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep low.
Beautiful home.
Petroglyphs write love and hate into the long years.
Outside the yurt, the flowers swayed endlessly.
It was on horseback.
Call out the name of your loved one.
It's the grassland I miss so much.
The lake is you.
The most beautiful pearl on the body.
The lake is the field of your holy heart.
It was on horseback.
Call out the name of your loved one.
It's me who misses you so much.
The Lele car was full.
The ballad of childhood happiness.
I'm drunk like a baby.
Grandma's arms.
Poplar forest watched.
Millennial blue sky. The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep low.
Beautiful home.
Petroglyphs write love and hate into the long years.
Outside the yurt, the flowers swayed endlessly.
It was on horseback.
Call out the name of your loved one.
It's the grassland I miss so much.
The lake is you.
The most beautiful pearl on the body.
The lake is the field of your holy heart.
It was on horseback.
Call out the name of your loved one.
It's me who misses you so much.
The Lele car was full.
The ballad of childhood happiness.
I'm drunk like a baby.
Grandma's arms.
It was on horseback.
Call out the name of your loved one.
It's the grassland I miss so much.
The lake is you.
The most beautiful pearl on the body.
The lake is the field of your holy heart.
It was on horseback.
Call out the name of your loved one.
It's me who misses you so much.
The Lele car was full.
The ballad of childhood happiness.
I'm drunk like a baby.
Grandma's arms.
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Anonymous users2024-02-13"Song of the Edict". "Song of the Leg" is a Yuefu poem (Han Yuefu folk song), created in the Northern and Southern Dynasties of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and the whole poem describes the beautiful scenery of the northern borderlands.
Contents: Eilechuan, under the Yin Mountain, the sky is like a dome, covering the four fields. The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep.
Translation: The wilderness where the people live is at the foot of the Yin Mountain, where the canopy of the sky covers the vast land like a felt tent. The sky is boundless, the grassland is boundless, and whenever the wind blows and the grass is low, the grazing cattle and sheep are revealed.
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Anonymous users2024-02-12chì lè gē》
敕勒歌》chì lè chuān , yīn shān xià .
Elechuan , at the foot of the Yin Mountain.
tiān sì qióng lú ，lóng gài sì yǎ 。
The sky is like a dome, covering the wilderness.
tiān cāng cāng ， yě máng máng 。
the sky is vast and the wilderness is vast .
fēng chuī cǎo dī xiàn niú yáng 。
The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep low.
Source: "The Song of Ele" is selected from the "Yuefu Poetry Collection", which is a folk song circulated in the Northern Dynasties north of the Yellow River during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and is generally believed to have been translated into Chinese by the Xianbei language. Regarding the authorship of the article "The Song of Ele", there are mainly the following understandings:
Written or sung by Hu Lujin; made by Hu Luguang, the son of Hu Lujin; made by Gao Huan; Folk or collective composition and widely sung.
Translation: At the foot of Yin Mountain, there is a great plain where the Ele people live. The sky of the Ele River is connected to the earth on all sides, and it looks like a felt tent where herders live.
The grassland under the blue sky is rolling with green waves, the wind blows to the low grass, and groups of cattle and sheep appear and disappear from time to time.
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Anonymous users2024-02-11Song Title: Dolma.
Singer: Nima Zeren Yadong.
Lyrics: Zhao Yunying.
Composer: Guo Xiaotian.
The wind of the steppe, the rain of the steppe.
The sheep of the steppe, the flower of the steppe.
The water of the prairie, the girl of the prairie.
Ah, Dolma, ah, Dolma.
Dolma, the girl on the grassland, you have a flower name.
Beautiful girl Dolma, you have a flower smile, beautiful girl Dolma.
You are like a free bird singing on the grassland, and you are like a colorful butterfly flying in the spring, twinkling in the flowers.
Ha, Dolma.
The Gesang flowers on the grassland, you dedicate your song to the snow-capped mountains, oh the snow-capped mountains that nourish you.
You dedicate your beauty to the grassland, and nurture your grassland.
Ah, Dolma, ah, Dolma.
Dolma, the girl on the grassland, you have a flower name.
Beautiful girl Dolma, you have a flower smile, oh beautiful girl Dolma.
You are like a cup of sweet wine, wow, drunk with the sun, drunk with the moon, you are like a melodious pastoral song, oh, beautiful snow-capped mountains, beautiful grassland.
Ha, Dolma.
The Gesang flowers on the grassland, you dedicate your song to the snow-capped mountains, oh the snow-capped mountains that nourish you.
You dedicate your beauty to the grassland, and nurture your grassland.
You dedicate your singing to the snow-capped mountains, and you dedicate your beauty to the grasslands.
The grassland that raised you, ah, Dolma, ah.
Dolma, ah, Dolma, ah, Dolma.
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Anonymous users2024-02-10Song: Magical Meadows.
Composer: Kwok Tsai.
Arranger: Zhang Bo.
Lyrics: Liu Xinquan.
Singing: Lan Qi'er.
Lyrics: The wild horses have turned over, towering Helan Mountain.
In the desert I dreamed of a clear spring.
The rainbow is clothed in colorful clothes for Yin Mountain.
The sedan chair of the shuttle wood carries you upside down.
Poplar forest watching, thousand years of blue sky.
The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, and the beautiful homeland.
Petroglyphs write love and hate into the long years.
Outside the yurt, the flowers swayed endlessly.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's the grassland I miss so much.
The lake is you, the most beautiful pearl on your body.
The lake is the field of your holy heart.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's me who misses you so much.
Lele car full, the ballad of childhood happiness.
I'm like a baby drunk in my grandma's arms.
Poplar forest watching, thousand years of blue sky.
The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, and the beautiful homeland.
Petroglyphs write love and hate into the long years.
Outside the yurt, the flowers swayed endlessly.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's the grassland I miss so much.
The lake is you, the most beautiful pearl on your body.
The lake is the field of your holy heart.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's me who misses you so much.
Lele car full, the ballad of childhood happiness.
I'm like a baby drunk in my grandma's arms.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's the grassland I miss so much.
The lake is you, the most beautiful pearl on your body.
The lake is the field of your holy heart.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's me who misses you so much.
Lele car full, the ballad of childhood happiness.
I'm like a baby drunk in my grandma's arms.
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Anonymous users2024-02-09Magical Meadows.
Lyrics: Liu Xinquan.
Composer: Kwok Tsai.
Arranger: Zhang Bo.
Singing: Lan Qi'er.
The wild horses turned over, towering Helan Mountain.
In the desert I dreamed of a clear spring.
The rainbow is clothed in colorful clothes for Yin Mountain.
The sedan chair of the shuttle wood carries you upside down.
Poplar forest watching, thousand years of blue sky.
The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, and the beautiful homeland.
Petroglyphs write love and hate into the long years.
Outside the yurt, the flowers swayed endlessly.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's the grassland I miss so much.
The lake is you, the most beautiful pearl on your body.
The lake is the field of your holy heart.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's me who misses you so much.
Lele car full, the ballad of childhood happiness.
I'm like a baby drunk in my grandma's arms.
Poplar forest watching, thousand years of blue sky.
The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, and the beautiful homeland.
Petroglyphs write love and hate into the long years.
Outside the yurt, the flowers swayed endlessly.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's the grassland I miss so much.
The lake is you, the most beautiful pearl on your body.
The lake is the field of your holy heart.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's me who misses you so much.
Lele car full, the ballad of childhood happiness.
I'm like a baby drunk in my grandma's arms.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's the grassland I miss so much.
The lake is you, the most beautiful pearl on your body.
The lake is the field of your holy heart.
It was on horseback, calling out the names of loved ones.
It's me who misses you so much.
Lele car full, the ballad of childhood happiness.
I'm like a baby drunk in my grandma's arms.
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Anonymous users2024-02-08Brother Kun: Wrangler.
Wrangler Lyrics: Wen Ya Composer: Yang Kun.
Singing: Yang Kun.
The wind blows through the grass and sees the cattle and sheep low.
Hulunbuir mud soil is fragrant.
A wave of the eagle on the shoulder.
He took the heavens and the earth into his chest.
Home is on horseback.
Nomads love the distance.
A face carved by wind and frost.
The vicissitudes of life from birth.
Wranglers are still wandering.
He followed the migratory pastures.
When you are lonely, you have a melodious singing.
That long tune has been sung from generation to generation.
Wranglers are still wandering.
Behind him was the setting sun.
The horse-head harp is facing the moon.
No one knew his sorrow.
Home is on horseback.
Nomads love the distance.
A face carved by wind and frost.
The vicissitudes of life from birth.
Wranglers are still wandering.
He followed the migratory pastures.
When you are lonely, you have a melodious singing.
That long tune has been sung from generation to generation.
Wranglers are still wandering.
Behind him was the setting sun.
The horse-head harp is facing the moon.
No one knew his sorrow.
the sky is vast and the wilderness is vast .
Freedom is like the wind.
It was heaven within my reach.
the sky is vast and the wilderness is vast .
The heart is pure and peaceful.
It was my hometown that I couldn't go back to.
the sky is vast and the wilderness is vast .
Freedom is like the wind.
It was heaven within my reach.
the sky is vast and the wilderness is vast .
The heart is pure and peaceful.
It was my hometown that I couldn't go back to.
the sky is vast and the wilderness is vast .
Freedom is like the wind.
It was heaven within my reach.
the sky is vast and the wilderness is vast .
The heart is pure and peaceful.
It was my hometown that I couldn't go back to.
the sky is vast and the wilderness is vast .
Freedom is like the wind.
It was heaven within my reach.
the sky is vast and the wilderness is vast .
The heart is pure and peaceful.
It was my hometown that I couldn't go back to.
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Anonymous users2024-02-07Xinjiang is good, Yimeng Mountain Minor, the grassland in my heart.
It's called waving your hand - Li Lingyu sang; The lyrics are like this; Waving your hand, it's enough, a touch of love is inclusive Waving your hand, it's enough, I don't want to ask for it anymore Because I just need you to wave my hand Make me forget the fragility of my heart As long as you wave your hands, it has occupied all of me At this time, I can't confide in any reason for keeping you As long as you wave your hands, there is a wave of tenderness Wave your hand, it is enough, a touch of love is inclusive Waving your hand, it is enough, I don't want to ask for it anymore Because I just need you to wave my hand Make me forget the fragility of my heart As long as you wave your hands, you have occupied all of me At this time, I can't confide in any reason for keeping you As long as you wave your hands, there is a rush of tenderness As long as you wave your hands, it has occupied all of me At this time I can't confide in any reason for keeping you As long as you wave your hands, there is a wave of tenderness Let me wave my hand Goodbye to you I just want to accept the embrace of the sun I just want to listen to the blue tide Let me wave my hand Goodbye to you I just want to waddle in the dusk I just want to dance with the ghosts of the night Because of your eyes and whispers I don't have nostalgia anymore Because of your familiar back I don't look back anymore Let me wave my hand Say goodbye to you I just want to accept the embrace of the sun I just want to listen to the blue tide Let me wave my hand Goodbye to you I just want to waddle in the dusk I just want to dance with the ghosts of the night Because of your eyes and whispers I don't have nostalgia anymore Because of your familiar back I don't look back anymore Because of your eyes and whispers I don't have nostalgia anymore Because of your familiar back I don't look back anymore Even if I see you go away I just want you to wave your hand*****== And Huang Yunling sings; >>>More
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