What is Yuan Huiqin's classic Peking Opera singing?

Yuan Huiqin's classic Peking Opera songs are as follows:

1, Fishing for the Golden Turtle - Calling Zhang Yi my son to listen to my mother's lesson

Calling Zhang Yi my son,

Listen to my mother's lesson,

To be mother's mother to the delicate child to explain:

Son's father he met with a tragedy and died,

There is no need for the mother and child to leave behind the mother and child how to spend their time. He left his mother and son behind.

It is because my son is young and my mother is in her middle age,

I am afraid that after a hundred years I will not be able to see my deceased ancestors.

This is because my son is young and my mother is in her middle age.

It is because my son is young and my mother is in her middle age.

It is because my son is young and my mother is in her middle age.

My son?

There are a lot of people in the world who would like to know more about what they are doing in the world,

But I don't know what they are doing in the world.

Da Shun plowed the field for the sake of filial piety,

Ding Lan carved wood, vegetables Ban Yi, Meng Zong cried bamboo, Yang Xiang beat the tiger this is the virtuous and filial children,

My ungrateful children ah!

2. Li Kui visits his mother - he shouldn't have injured anyone and caused a big trouble

He shouldn't have injured anyone and caused a big trouble,

and he can't return to his home in a foreign land.

Besides me, there is Li Da, who has white hair,

How can I compare with Li Kui, who is taking care of my old man in his sickbed,

Good boy, you come back!

Look at this blind old mother.

3, Si Lang visit mother - a see Jiao Er tears full of cheeks

A see Jiao Er ah tears full of cheeks,

Dot bead tears sprinkle down,

Beach will be a defeat,

Only to kill the Yang family is not sad.

The eldest brother's lance came to stab the bad,

your second brother's short sword under his life to the balcony.

The third brother's horse stepped on it like a lump of mud,

My son, you have been lost in the country for 15 years and have not come back.

Only my fifth brother changed his temperament,

and became a monk in Wutai.

Sixth brother was the marshal of the three passes,

Worried about your seventh brother,

He was tied up by Pan Hong in the banana tree with arrows piercing his body and had no place to be buried.

Mother only said,

My son ah,

Where is it now,

Yanhui my son ah,

Which gust of wind to my son you blow back?