Seeking the complete lyrics of Beijing Opera "Three Mothers and Godsons"

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Wang Chune ———————————— Zhang Junqiu.

Snow Treasure —————————— Horse

Wang Chune: Huang Er Adagio Wang Chune left the computer room and sighed, thinking of my husband. Spring moths are better than lonely geese; Old Xue Bao is like a boat in the stormy waves; Xue Yier, like an arrow without a bow, spends every day studying sages in his study. I will come to the computer room to weave silk and wait for my son to return to China.

Yi Xue: In the former board of directors of Huang Er, Yi Xue was lazy to study and went home with the sage book. All my schoolmates gossip that I am sad without my mother. So I went home to argue with my mother and saw old Xue Bao standing in front of the door.

Yi Xue: When Huang Er Yuanban heard that I was knitting silk in my mother's computer room, he came forward to say hello.

Wang Chune: It's bad for Huang Er to scold a little slave. He must be a black sheep when he grows up. Little Ganluo is a child of 12 years old; Shang Lu's Children's Sanyuan is still very famous. My son should study Confucius attentively, and my mother is just like Qin Xuemei. The rock singer is playing with a French general.

Yi Xue: Huang Er Locke, you are too shy to hit other people's children!

Wang Chune: The little slave in Huang Er stopped me with one sentence. Keep silent, Wang Chune. Cry. My dead husband is waiting for me in the underworld, waiting for your wife to see Yamaraja. Sitting in the computer room angrily, with a sigh, people can't help crying.

Xue Bao: The kids in Huang Er Kindergarten will make mistakes when they go back to school. Otherwise, what are mother and son arguing about? Seeing San Niang sitting in the tearful computer room, she turned to ask Brother Dongyi. Your mother told you that you must make mistakes. Why do you think good words are evil? Oriental! This is not the fault of the godfather's adopted son, but the laziness of the lax teacher. Old Xue Bao knelt down as soon as he entered the computer room, Sanniang! Why is Sanniang crying?

Wang Chune: Mr. Xue Bao, the former director of Huang Er, you don't have to complain bitterly. Turn around and cry. I really hope to teach him a lifelong lesson, but I don't know that I slipped for no reason.

Xue Bao: Huang Er advised Sanniang to rest until her tears fell. The old slave listened carefully to Genmiao and said, Look at the young people in the East. I hope that Sanniang will miss the old people in the afterlife, leaving only this seedling. You must punish him lightly. Forgive him this time, but I won't forgive him next time.

Wang Chune: Huang Er told you that he was young and broad-minded. He talks like a steel knife. Since ancient times, Taoist priests have always been getting worse every day. How can a hundred flowers blossom for a hundred days? Weave a machine to teach you something, and the rocker cut off your nose!

Xuebao: Huang Er Class 3 saw Sanniang and cut off her nose, which frightened my old Xuebao. Stand up and give me a kind suggestion. Listen to me carefully: the unfortunate oriental old man was infected in Kaifeng, and then old Xue Bao went to move the body back. I only hate Zhang and Liu for changing their minds and marrying other men in skirts. I'm only glad that the third wife took an oath to teach her son to carry on the family line. Isn't the third wife tired of this world? Want to go to the grave with the old Oriental? If you are really looking for this short-sighted, leaving me this old and this small, begging from door to door will also raise my villain! Ah! Sanniang!

Wang Chune: I cried, cried, cried, old Xue Bao! I call, call, call an old palm! I asked my little slave to bring a book back after school. Who would have thought he couldn't recite a word? Holding French hasn't been laid yet, and he ... he said it wasn't his real mother! Ah! Master!

Xue Bao: Huang Er Class 3 didn't know until he heard a word. He turned to complaining about villains.

Wang Chune: Xue Bao, an old man with three eyes in the middle of the Yellow River, please don't kneel and listen to the lessons of the hostess. This black sheep was infected by Fu Kaifeng's life. Thanks to Xue Bao, he moved the body back. My mother and aunt changed their consciences and married another husband and man without wearing a skirt. What am I doing for my mother? Just because he is young, he is old, young and helpless, so I'm afraid he won't buy Xue's cigarettes. Rock singers run the family,

Xue Bao: Huang Er shook the old slave and blocked it. You want to beat General Xue several times, but I'm sad. You want my little man.

Wang Chune: "Huang Er Shocked" Chu E's daughter felt like a knife at first sight, and her servant's kindness was as heavy as a mountain. Come forward and help with your hands. You should study from now on and don't be playful!

Yi Xue: Huang Er's mother taught it again today, determined to attack books and stop playing.

Wang Chune: Huang Er Locke, as long as you read this book with your heart,

Xue Bao: Why is it difficult for Huang Er Yao Ban to be a senior official?

Wang Chune: I hope Huang Er will become famous as soon as possible and change doors.

Xue Bao: Huang Er's rocker is worthy of his third wife's adopted son.