Five Fragrant Lyrics of Yang Shan Xiao Jing

Lyrics of filial piety songs in southern Shaanxi

Return yang to yang, change gongs and drums into cavities, change yin drums into yang drums, and change teaching songs into grass singing;

Return the sun to the sun, and return the gongs and drums to the cavity. Drums and drums, horses and mules are called high spirits.

Return the sun to the sun, return the moon, play the Taishi drum in the first half of the night, and play two busy tails in the second half;

Yang returns to Yang, sending the son empress into the filial piety hall, sending the son empress to send the son early, and sending a pair of champions;

Return the sun to the sun, and the young crops will enter the filial piety hall, bless the grain harvest, and bless the grain to install Man Cang;

Return to the light, the Jade Emperor enters the Hall of Filial Piety, wishing good weather and good weather, and wishing Wan Dan an Man Cang;

Returning to the sun, Taoism has a good scenery tonight, with thousands of papers and filial piety, and black pigs and white sheep on both sides;

Return the sun to the sun, the filial family lives in a good house, in the vestibule backyard, with a pair of gold flagpoles in front of the door;

Return the sun to the sun, and the filial family lives in a good place, at the top of Panlong Mountain, and their children and grandchildren are the best;

Returning to Yang, filial piety lives in Wollongong, and there is a noble son, and the champion is second.

Back to Yang, I saw a golden dragon wrapped around it, three on the left and three cars on the right.

Returning to the sun, I saw the golden dragon wrapped around the bamboo pole, one wrapped around the left and the other wrapped around the right, and crossed to the west;

Returning the sun to the sun, the filial family is greatly mourned. Only one pair is allowed in one thousand years, and only one pair is allowed in ten thousand years;

Return the sun to return the sun, and the filial family has a good funeral. Starting today, every month is blessed and healthy;

After returning to the sun, the filial family has a good funeral. It has been flourishing for thousands of years since it was released today.

I had dinner at home last night.

A singer came to call a companion.

Put down chopsticks and bowls.

Take off sandals and put on cloth shoes.

My parents said I was a loser.

I don't care if I become a talent.

Come back after the concert.

No dice, no cards.

Three are not greedy for Qian Bao, and four don't play dominoes.

People have to be buried when they die.

There is no sign on the door.

What's good for people in the world?

Not as good as a grass on the roadside.

Frost begins in December.

The grass is dead, but the leaves are still there.

Someone here is dying.

People die like a lamp, like boiling water overflowing with blood.

When people die, they turn to the sea to catch the bright moon.

Even if the money is used to hire mule carts.

A thousand dollars is hard to buy, horrible.

Come to Mulberry and have a look.

Xiao Bai Jia's He Zhian

Better than the golden palace in those days.

Candlesticks are like cash cows.

Incense burner is like a cornucopia.

Shake money with a tree.

Want to fish in a gold and silver basin

The dutiful son has these two treasures.

Prosperity reminds me of old age.

Hold your head up when you come in.

Xiao Jia's good coffin

Buy back 1200 gold.

Jinbang Yin Di jade Gai

Line up on both sides of the rolling dragon fence

Jinshan was carried to Yinshan for burial.

No civilian can become a scholar.

Come to Xiao Jia and walk in.

Paint the table and put it aside.

Xiao family banquet JIU

Five wooden chopsticks, a golden cup and a silver pot

Presents five mixed four elements.

The dutiful son carries a pot and sifts wine.

Dead people don't talk.

Come to Xiao Jia and lower your head.

Filial piety to live in a good house.

Yang Shan shines brightly every day.

Greed and sorrow are really boastful.

How can there be poor families?

Tell the dutiful son to listen to the root

Five Blessingg Xiqingjia

High mountains and flowing water, thousands of miles away.

Turn in front of holding a cigarette bag.

I want to sing, but I dare not.

I'm afraid the representative of North Korea is not clear.

Second, I am afraid of false pronunciation.

Third, I am afraid that my singing skills are not good.

Four fears of offending Mr. Song.

Put a cross on the herringbone head.

Everyone played until dawn.

Hold your head up when you come in.

Wax inserting table in incense burner

The flowers in the vase bloom naturally.

Gold lamps and silver lamps are hung high on the eaves.

Jintai Yintai Yiduila

In the middle of the night, in the furnace

The flowers in the furnace are in bud from the silver platform.

Since ancient times, a song has moved in.

People are born ugly.

Life is ugly and hard to say.

Turn red before you speak.

I am afraid of offending all my relatives and friends.

Hanging lanterns on high mountains

Everyone sang a full house.

Come in through the door and walk in.

A coffin bulged.

The coffin was originally owned by Lu Ban-soo.

The coffin was originally six boards.

Four long ones and two short ones.

Four pieces are long, occupying a square.

Two small pieces occupy the center.

Put the back of the house in the middle.

This is a room for the dead.

Before coming to the mourning hall, the dutiful son cried, and (I) sang a filial piety song to advise you:

Just ask adults to return to Yin, it is difficult to meet each other forever;

Filial sons don't have to be too sad, life and death are ancient difficulties;

It is natural to be born, sick and dead. Don't blame the dead for their short life.

Shout filial piety to listen to me, life and death have existed since ancient times, whether it is long or short is limited.

Peng Zu lived 800 years, and Zhang lived 20 thousand years.

Ganluo worshiped each other for thirteen years, and Ziya came out of the mountain for only seventy years;

As time goes on, people will live longer, only when they (adults) die in the west.

Don't feel too sorry for a dutiful son. A person's life is doomed, and there is no immortal person in the world.

I advise you not to cry all over your face, but to arrange your life and death.

Ben said that the deceased died in heaven, but he didn't bring his birthday.

If you don't cry or mourn, the younger generation will get rich.

There is no need for a dutiful son to shed tears. Everyone has parents, how can they live forever?

There are many filial piety in the world, so why do people cry when they die?

Burn a lot of money paper before the spirit, so as to send the dead to the underworld;

The deceased went to Naihe Bridge, but left the road between Yang and Jane.

Come to the drum concert, the dutiful son cries like hemp, and the spring breeze willows write golden horses.

Keep three passes in Yang Liulang, and Zhang Zhenren practice in Wudang.

In Yang Silang, the country has lost its glory, and the Jade Hall is fragrant with plum blossoms.

Come to pay homage to the memorial archway, put three incense sticks in the golden stove, and grab cigarettes and pray every day.

There is a spirit tablet on the table, and the instruments on both sides are arranged together.

Delicious food is honored to be served, and the dead don't speak.

The rooftop is brightly lit, and the snuff makes money.

Filial piety is only for filial piety, daughter-in-law filial piety, mother-in-law rest assured.

A son is filial to his father, and his father is generous.

Just look at the names of the ancients. Yong Dong sold himself to bury his father.

Wang Xiang lies on the ice for her mother, and Ding Lang carves wood for her body.

Meng Zhong cried bamboo shoots in winter, and Guo Ju buried his son as a gift;

This dutiful son has been handed down from generation to generation.

Only parents are good in the world, but it is difficult to raise children.

Give and get nothing in return.

It took more than three years to conceive and burn incense in October.

My whole body is cold, warm and hungry, and I feel anxious when I feel a little sick.

It is a principle to raise children and guard against old age, hoping to be filial to children.