Singer: Whale Island Band

Grapes and wine in the night, black clouds are crushing the city

The carved walls and jade masonry should still be there, and I'm saying bye bye to the world

Sitting up in the midst of a dying illness, the ancients are bringing in a newcomer

Warming up the old and learning the new, Shanbo dumped Zhu Yingtai

There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and the mortar and pestle are sharpened into an embroidered needle

A hall full of flowers is drunk with 3,000 guests, but none of them is a soul mate.

The hall is full of flowers and drunkenness of three thousand guests, but none of them is the soulmate

What is love in the world, but a thing is a thing

Looking back, the golden wind and jade dew meet

Suddenly like a night of the spring breeze, from now on, uninhibited and indulgent love

Light to get slowly twisted and wiped again and again, gently twisted and wiped again and again, horseback riding and shooting a big eagle

We and the General to solve the I'm going to take off my robe and spend the night in the hibiscus tent

But I'm going to make the dragon city fly, and from now on, the king won't have an early start

Life is a joyful thing, and I love to park my car at night in the maple forest

The pear blossoms on a tree are pressing down on the begonias, and you're my white moonlight

Spring tide is bringing the rain in the evening, and the water of the hot springs is slippery, so the horses are killing the chickens

Self-existence in the flying flowers is as light as a dream, and the rain is as delicate as a sadness

Jun is like the bright moon, and I'm like the mist. I would have sent my heart to the moon, but the moon shines in the ditch

Luoyang friends and relatives ask me about it, but I don't know if the flowers have fallen or the people have died

The sky is pale, the fields are vast, and it's ten years of life and death

If you don't think about it, you'll never forget it, and you'll always be a bridegroom to someone else

If you're a little bit frosted at the temples, what's the harm in getting drunk and laughing at the 30,000 matches you've played with him

It would be better to hang up your own branches than to be a bridegroom to the south-east