【Where to find it in the old years】

Foreword: Time flies, time flows.

Shaohua turned around yesterday, but he didn't see the old man in plain clothes.

Only leave the river with the cold moon accompanied by fishing fireflies.

Your figure is gradually carved into a wound by memory.

I played my mind into a game and lost all the stubbornness.

After all, you have become an unbearable wound,

And my words have also been written in vicissitudes.

【Lyrics】

The flow of fireflies provokes fishing fire, and the moon is cold and lonely

And your picturesque figure provoked me

Shao Nian's false name and affection are thin

Partridge Minqiu looks back and falls

Dai Mei for whom to lock the eyes and raise the water separation

The sound of the flute in the west city ripples, and how to park

The slightly smoked guest laughed at who could understand it

The world is wrong to marry you

Now Luoyang pear blossoms are waiting for the rain to know that I am waiting for you

The thoughts that linger in Meiyu are engraved into poems and sent to each other

At that time, I still remember urging Ma to be too anxious to have time to greet in my ear

But who knows that the white horse gap in the light year is prosperous, and no one is as promised

Another year of boat smoke and rain to relieve the fate of the period

Smile lightly, and the floating world finally finds and knows himself

Tao Qiong into the throat to clear the cup, pen and ink mention

How can a Hong March be as beautiful as you

The green shirt is faint and the bald pen is faintly affectionate

Step on the south of the horse to go to the duckweed to eliminate the old order

Goodbye has been indefinite flowers far away from the reeds

My thoughts are like traps, and I have fallen into it

Now Luoyang pear blossoms are waiting for the rain to know that I am waiting for you

The thoughts that linger in Meiyu are engraved into poems and sent to each other

At that time, I still remember urging Ma to be too anxious to have time to greet in my ear

But who knows that the white horse gap in the light year is prosperous, and no one is as promised

- Liu Xiaoyan

【Pipa Language】

The boat enters the blue waves, and the ripples are not centrifuged

Look for the ghost of the shadow through the silver hook and the railing

That glance turned around and was as elegant as water dripping into the smoke and dust

Ronghua withered, and the light passed and locked the heart door

The Wupeng boat rushed to the ferry and returned without a trace

Every year, I hope that the old man is cold, and his hands are crispy, and the house is slightly drunk

Su Xuan lightly spread the ink, studied the light ink, added ink, and the tears were not dried

Prosperous into the two sideburns, such as the burden of Zijin

How to sleep at night, the wind and the waning moon are like nightmares

The wind is blowing, the flowers are full, no one is idle, and the remnants are all picked up

The tea chessboard is half tea, and the people are not cool, and the people are among the apricot blossoms

For whom, the branches and willow eyebrows are frowned, and the thoughts are like a tide, where to send them

Mistaken, who is side by side with the joys and sorrows of the previous time

The words on both sides of the strait are sad, and the memories are sad

Who will pity the red dust in that scene

Rouge into makeup, stepping on the traces of the past, hating the full moon

The pear blossoms are in full bloom, and the butterflies are all in shape

- Liu Xiaoyan

【Shaohua Fu】

Luo Mucui

frowned behind the screen

Nian Yulang

The candles are gone, and they refuse to sleep

After the group fang

The spring sky is broken

Look back

Sheng's song is gone, who is not drunk

Willow Moon

The jade flute flew secretly

This is very affectionate

Remembrance of people has not returned

If the affection is thin

Why should the red sleeves be full of tears

Mika-kun's clothes are dyed

Whoever loses the glory

Fireworks fly by the cityside

A promise is like flowing water

The catkins are flying, and the taste is remembered

A sigh in exchange for two lines of tears

Willow Moon

The jade flute flew secretly

This is very affectionate

Remembrance of people has not returned

If the affection is thin

Why should the red sleeves be full of tears

Mika-kun's clothes are dyed

Whoever loses the glory

The old notes were turned over again

Acacia dyed eyebrows

Rhombus dust

For whom is Hua Rong melancholy

The scenery flies by and is hard to return

I only sigh that the night is as cold as water

It was a rainy day at the ferry

Confused who is hidden from whom

Fireworks fly by the cityside

A promise is like flowing water

The catkins are flying, and the taste is remembered

A sigh was exchanged for a line of tears

Fireworks fly by the cityside

A promise is like flowing water

The catkins are flying, and the taste is remembered

A sigh in exchange for two lines of tears

- Liu Xiaoyan

【This Night】

He had been waiting alone on the tower for a long time.

It has been so long that the relative picture scrolls have been a little yellowed every day.

Until that person appeared.

The man, Shi Shiran, walked towards him, each step as light as a dance.

He raised his eyes to hers in the moonlight.

At that moment, the night sky was snowing wildly, the flowers under the tower suddenly bloomed like memories, and outside the imperial palace, a bell rang far away.

After ten years, he gently hugged her thin shoulders, like embracing his lifelong dream.

"You're back. [Preface]

【Fill in the words】

How to dive in the eternal night when the cup is dry

The years are sad

A wind and sand, iron hooves, rivers and mountains

Wrong to pay tenderness is almost the same

Snow fell all over the country this night

The bell outside the tower is chaotic

The Phoenix Pavilion Dragon Tower seems to be painted not like before

Thinking about this thought

Bright moon Tianya small building painting

Floating life looks for you a few times

Prosperous three thousand for your intestines

How to release the lovesickness

The country is in full bloom this night

Your face is still in your eyes

The Imperial Palace and Imperial Garden are mottled by the Chinese years in an instant

poured the country and lost the face

The country is in full bloom this night

You Shi Ranrou stepped into the dream

A few dreams have been snowy for many years

The face of the country has changed this night

- Liu Xiaoyan

"Pass a few first, there are many more, pass it slowly"