MC Xuanyan's lyrics of "how under the cherry tree"

Cherry blossoms all over the city

The sorrow of leaving a cavity

When will he return

One after another

The picturesque sorrow of dusk rain

One night of Acacia

Qin Lou under cherry trees

Drink a pot of turbid wine

Bleak spring breeze

Lost in my heart

After a few spring, the cherry blossoms fell

The world has changed its color

Turn around and say goodbye to liulibai

Where does the sound of jade flute come from

Cherry Blossom terrace

The debt of Acacia

Liang Chen's dream and Jin's return

It's like water and dust

Waiting for you for ten years

The cherry blossoms are gone

Dead in battle

There is your face in the dream

The dead general is dead, and the sky is blue

This is the promise that can't be forgotten

The moon is too cold and the night is too cold

A girl with a heart

The house is empty and the tea is cold

The cherry blossoms have lost their soul and the snow is vast

How to sigh in front of Naihe Bridge

See the waste of life

A prosperous and sad devil

This bowl of tea is for Mrs. Meng

The first ten years of Naihe Bridge

Qingmei of a girl

The endless shame of wielding a knife

Who is in front of Mengpo soup

What to do under cherry trees

How can I waste my life

What to do under cherry trees

How can I waste my life

The picturesque sorrow of dusk rain

One night of Acacia

Qin Lou under cherry trees

Drink a pot of turbid wine

Bleak spring breeze

Lost in my heart

After a few spring, the cherry blossoms fell

The world has changed its color

Turn around and say goodbye to liulibai

Where does the sound of jade flute come from

Cherry Blossom terrace

The debt of Acacia

Liang Chen's dream and Jin's return

It's like water and dust

Waiting for you for ten years

The cherry blossoms are gone

Dead in battle

There is your face in the dream

The dead general is dead, and the sky is blue

This is the promise that can't be forgotten

The moon is too cold and the night is too cold

A girl with a heart

The house is empty and the tea is cold

The cherry blossoms have lost their soul and the snow is vast

How to sigh in front of Naihe Bridge

See the waste of life

A prosperous and sad devil

This bowl of tea is for Mrs. Meng

The first ten years of Naihe Bridge

Qingmei of a girl

The endless shame of wielding a knife

Who is the former Tang Po

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