Lyrics of Chinese clay Niang by Luo Tianyi

There is no sword in the world

Life and death cannot be controlled

Wandering alone in the small streets and alleys

Let's talk about some romantic scenes with a wave of our sleeves

Spring and summer

Singing all over the world

I'm used to loneliness and prosperity

It's no matter at the entrance of the alley

In the hall

Where there is an audience, there is a home

Walk through the streets and listen to the legend

Gather together a sentence of laughter and abuse

The sound of wake-up wood on the desk was also startled

Listen to the storyteller, I have a word to say

Let's talk about the ink flowing into the river, a single shadow in the sky

Old swords, old clothes and chivalrous hearts

How many things in the world can break the enmity with one sword

Human heart is not like a mirror in wine

Gold full house, gold cup, jade cup

Suddenly, I fell into the dust, ink stained rivers, blood stained dangerous buildings

Three thousand years in search of hatred

When can the reincarnation of gratitude and resentment end

Another snowflake

Another spring and summer

Another story telling

Cheers or not

Laugh or not

Close the book and I'll go on

Let's talk about the candle fire in the cold autumn

In the future, Guan Ling will return to his hometown, laughing at the princes and generals

It's a pity that there have been many battles in the past. What are the reasons for the return

Turning into a lonely soul by the river and looking at the end of my hometown

After three generations, the boudoir is deep and the candle is deep

It's hard for Xingjun not to break the willow after he meets again

Long Pavilion outside the city wall

Year after year, the frost and snow covered my brow

With a startling sound, he closed the book

Whether the story is true or not depends on the listener

As a storyteller, I am also told by songs

Butterfly Zhuang dream of Zhou or Zhuang Sheng dream of butterfly