Recommend some ancient songs

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1. Chen Hong's "Hua Tang Chun"

Caption: This song is about Nalan Rong Ruo. Many lyrics in it are Rong Ruo's poems, which are beautiful and my great love. )

Lyrics: Sang Zhi Composer: Chen Hong Arranger: Chen Hong Mixer: Chen Hong

Lyrics:

Who wants to be husband and wife for life?

Strive to teach people secret ecstasy.

Hold the string but break the world of mortals.

Wander around and see how deep the night is.

It's midnight in the plum flute room.

But I don't know what you are crying about.

The couple smiled in front of the shadow of the candle.

Looking back, I can't see the old man of that year.

On the balcony, actors and clothes sang a song about Tang Chun.

It is better to disappear in the world of mortals hand in hand and forget poverty.

Who is the beauty of Qing Dynasty? I remember my life in the sound of heartbreaking spring.

The story told by the storyteller that year was somewhat true.

Snow falls in front of the bluestone moss door, and pedestrians wither.

It's hard to give up, but we live far apart.

A thousand tent lights on the edge of the camp in the dark

If you are alone, who will talk longer?

The snow broke through the heart.

Leave a sad picture.

Who wants to ask how thin Jiang Mei is?

It's hard to hide a person's sad face.

Flowers rest deeply, only because of pain.

Who was the man with a good flower bottom in those days?

On the balcony, actors and clothes sang a song about Tang Chun.

It is better to disappear in the world of mortals hand in hand and forget poverty.

Who is the beauty of Qing Dynasty? I remember my life in the sound of heartbreaking spring.

The story told by the storyteller that year was somewhat true.

Snow falls in front of the bluestone moss door, and pedestrians wither.

It's hard to give up, but we live far apart.

Who promised whose affection.

Who abandoned whose world of mortals.

What happened to nature?

Forget the door of three lives and one conversion

2. Liang Jianyan of Chen Hong

Composer/Arranger/Mixer/Singer: Chen Hong

Lyrics: blue, purple, blue and gray &; Sangzhi

Guzheng: Mo Yun moves with the steps.

Pipa: Junhao

Poster: light green

-Original works by Qinghe Music Society-

Lyrics:

There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.

Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.

Tail-clipped swallows are flying outside the west window.

Ban Fei LV shui family room

In a blink of an eye, the hometown of old Xie Wang.

It is difficult to leave a grave alone at dusk.

Liang Jianyan stole a peach leaf and restored it.

Ah ~ the spring breeze is infinite

The ferryman's tears and the sound of vertical oars make people speechless.

Ah ~ careful Rosa

For thousands of years, there have been Wuyi Lane, Taoyedu and Yanliangyan.

There is romance on the paper, love and painting on the poem, and frying in the heart.

Swallows have tiles on them every year, nests under the eaves, new mud and old titles.

It's hard to cut the candle and the thread of love.

Who pity the plainclothes in front of the Iraqi window?

Between Qinhuai and Qinhuai, there are Yingying and Yanyan.

Stay in the Yuan Dynasty in the early stage of Xiaolou.

Listening to Yan's lecture has been going on for several years.

Ah ~ who looks at the tears?

Sitting alone in front of the porch window, accompanying the years.

Ah ~ who is looking in the mirror?

For thousands of years, there have been Wuyi Lane, Taoyedu and Yanliangyan.

There is romance on the paper, love and painting on the poem, and frying in the heart.

Swallows have tiles on them every year, nests under the eaves, new mud and old titles.

For thousands of years, there have been Wuyi Lane, Taoyedu and Yanliangyan.

There is romance on the paper, love and painting on the poem, and frying in the heart.

Swallows have tiles on them every year, nests under the eaves, new mud and old titles.

3. Smile Hanazono Sakura's Moonlight

Lyrics:

Covered with misty rain, I stepped into the alley.

The flower wall in front of the court is still mottled.

Nursery rhymes are humming softly, romantic silence.

Who will make peace with a flute?

A man climbed up the castle and exhausted his eyes.

Xin Wang xing JIU shan chuan

How many people are sighing about the separation between storytelling and humanitarianism?

Among them, the front of the speech is disappearing.

If you want to come here in the moonlight, you should shine on me, too.

Former teenagers have become tired guests in other places.

And whose eyebrows have you lived in?

The quatrains are even sadder.

In the gloom, the moonlight turned into a song.

Busy and gentle, I am surprised and happy.

Tired of hearing the legends made up by unofficial history.

Who have you provoked in your life?

Autumn is divided into seven points and three points.

Drink it down your throat with the past.

Burning lights outside dreams, hoary heads in dreams.

Please allow me to miss the past here.

A man climbed up the castle and exhausted his eyes.

Xin Wang xing JIU shan chuan

How many people are sighing about the separation between storytelling and humanitarianism?

Among them, the front of the speech is disappearing.

If you want to come here in the moonlight, you should shine on me, too.

Former teenagers have become tired guests in other places.

And whose eyebrows have you lived in?

The quatrains are even sadder.

In the gloom, the moonlight turned into a song.

Gentle but busy, surprised and happy, complicated.

Tired of hearing the legend made up by unofficial history, a senior official.

Who are you provoking the world of mortals for in this life?

Staring at the moonlight when you are old is affectionate.

There will always be a little nostalgia in the light.

A glass of wine is wet and white, and the west wind blows suddenly tonight.

Lin chuan zui wo LAN man he Yu huo

With a touch, the moonlight will describe you.

Never part, never waste.

As the years passed, frost and snow also whitened my brow.

Who will fry new tea for me?

4. Rachel's Blowing Snow in Li Tang

When the green carp came, they heard the sound of the spring running away.

Smell the hand-planted Li Tang, and the first hair is light yellow.

When the summer is quiet, the new pears will droop gradually.

Come and invite the female companion in the east to pick the fruit and return slowly.

In the past year, people collected some fine snow from branches.

The rouge pear leaves that fell today

Two or three rolls of light grass color

It is sweet to sip spring wine gently.

Still-

I prefer the word "Jing Hong" to dreams.

I can talk to her all night when I am sleepy by candlelight.

Early spring and late spring make wine warm and flowers deep.

It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.

Sydney will be fried under the eaves of flowers and algae.

Looking at you and me in general, I will turn to the horizon one day.

The sky is pale, the sky is blue and the rain is dyed.

I only see a few words on stationery every year.

(intermittent)

In the past year, people collected some fine snow from branches.

The rouge pear leaves that fell today

Two or three rolls of light grass color

It is sweet to sip spring wine gently.

Still-

I prefer the word "Jing Hong" to dreams.

I can talk to her all night when I am sleepy by candlelight.

Early spring and late spring make wine warm and flowers deep.

It's like having to rely on one person to solve it all your life.

Sydney will be fried under the eaves of flowers and algae.

Looking at you and me in general, I will turn to the horizon one day.

The sky is pale, the sky is blue and the rain is dyed.

I only see a few words on stationery every year.

Lantern market has been trying to sleep in the rain for several years.

It seems that an old friend knocked on it and then fried the pear.

Can it be eliminated?

Your half-life snowstorm along the way

5. The Witch by Dong Zhen

This song can be found in Baidu. Beautiful words and beautiful songs.

6. South Leaves of Five-colored Stone & Singing Mountains and Rivers in Qin Feng, Hanazono Sakura

Lyrics:

Introduction-Hanazono Sakura

The theory of a hero's soul riding dust in history

On how lonely it is in ancient and modern times

Drink a horse and a pot of muddy wine at sunset.

Laugh and watch the clouds pass by.

Flying Sword with Hundred Steps-Brother Wu

The sword shook the mountains and rivers, and the cold light penetrated the blood and rain.

In troubled times, we have to talk about the cause and effect.

The unpredictable future of ghosts and gods is a hell patch.

With a three-foot green front face and sky.

Night ends in the morning-Hanazono Sakura.

Thousands of troops have come and gone, and people have turned over and over.

Walking along the mottled cross-strait wind and relaxed water songs.

Brother Wu:

Looking back at the old country at night and dawn, the smoke rises and falls

Hanazono Sakura:

How many joys and sorrows were there in the Spring and Autumn Period?

Brother Wu:

At that time, who held the knife and ran back and forth between life and death.

Gathering and parting is just a kind of persistence.

A hundred schools of thought contend-Hanazono Sakura

After careful consideration, it is difficult to decide whether a game will win or lose.

Who is still chanting? Oh, that's advantages and disadvantages.

Brother Wu:

The eaves are high, and the moonlight hits the battlements at the setting sun.

Don't waste your time if you don't speak in order.

Hanazono Sakura

Drunk and crazy songs wake up the past and kill people.

Like a mirage in Penglai, lying alone

Brother Wu:

What if a hundred schools of thought contend and form their own family?

This is neither a blessing nor a curse in life.

Wan Li Great Wall-Hanazono Sakura

When the emperor planned, there were countless disasters.

How many bones are there in the Great Wall of Wan Li?

What can I do when I hear sad songs in my hometown?

Who can break the eternal rules?

Brother Wu:

A measure of lovesickness, a promise made in one sentence, a new moon.

Who is the landscape color of Hidden Smoke?

There is a sad string and a clear harp singing all the mountains and rivers.

Now, I am riding a horse and singing with the reins.

Close:

When I watched Qin, the moon merged with me.

When I watched Qin, the moon merged with me.

6. Guan Qing's "The Moon is Out"

Lyrics:

You use twilight to light the fountain at the moment of traffic jam,

Light clouds and flowing water are like strings that are not quoted in the arms.

On this shore, I once looked at sea and the sky for a while.

Looking around, the sky is sleeping.

The tide is near, the piano is far away, the water clouds are low and the mountains are high.

If people don't come, the moonlight is just right.

The wind comes late, the boat goes early, autumn is strong, and spring is less.

The moonlight is not old.

I see through it, rain or shine, Wan Li,

Just to say, "When will there be a bright moon?"

At that time, there were surpluses and shortages, or we could remember each other.

It's you thousands of miles away.

I counted it several times, and it's almost the end of the year.

Just for a moment, "the moon is in the sky",

The whole city is warm and cold, and you can also send each other.

I can't see you, just like in a previous life.

I see through it, rain or shine, Wan Li,

Just to say, "When will there be a bright moon?"

At that time, there were surpluses and shortages, or we could remember each other.

It's you thousands of miles away.

I counted it several times, and it's almost the end of the year.

Just for a moment, "the moon is in the sky",

The whole city is warm and cold, and you can also send each other.

I can't see you, just like in a previous life.

In the frost and snow season, you take advantage of this lonely light to flow down the river.

Stay in the restaurant at night and listen to the pipa all night.

Many years later, I was drawing at the window with cigarette water.

When the moon rises, it is covered with a peach blossom.

7. Sparkling Poetry Shan Gui

Word: Qu Yuan

If someone is a mountain,

Raised by Li Xi.

Funny and funny,

I am a gentle and graceful lady.

Riding a red leopard, following a civet,

Xinyiche Xi Jie guiqi

Shi Lan Xi occupied Du Heng,

Fold the fragrance and cherish the thoughts.

X 2

The rest of the place is quiet, and I will never see the sky.

This road is both dangerous and difficult.

The table is independent, Shan Ye,

The clouds are full of faces.

It's dark, it's dark,

The east wind fell, and the gods rained.

Stay in practice and forget to return to your heart.

Two years old, who is China?

Three performances in the mountains,

Shi Lei Schiller Gorman.

Resentment for his son's melancholy,

I can't be idle when you miss me.

People in the mountains are fragrant, Du Ruo,

Drink stone springs, shade pine and cypress.

You think I'm suspicious.

Thunder filled the rain,

Apes chirp at night.

The wind is rustling, the wood is rustling,

Thinking about childe is nothing more than worry.

8. There are many things I like, such as brocade, pine smoke in ink, wide cold, white call, Liu's half-kettle yarn and hibiscus rain, as well as Xiangqiao moon, far snow, drunk dreams and dreams that are too late. ...