Lyrics of Li Qingzhao by Wang Sulong

The smoke locks the Qin tower

Drizzle and wine after dusk

Is the Begonia flower still the same

Should be that green fat red thin

Sailing alone

Rain and wind add new worries

I can't sleep without the wine

How many things do you want to say

The brocade book is no longer there, but the wild geese are still there

I drink all the tenderness of last night

That's how I browed

But it's on my mind again

Who read my eyes all day

The curtain is rolling with the west wind

Wake up the old dream

Who is thinner than Huang Hua

After waking up in the wind

No red hands

Whose hairpin is on the table

In search

Like a dream, not a dream

Where are you waiting

Acacia causes leisure worries

To comb one's hair in the shade

It's not a new comer

The flowers float and the water flows

Beyond the Millennium

Tears in the plain

I wait in rhyme

No, who knows

The brocade book is no longer there, but the wild geese are still there

I drink all the tenderness of last night

That's how I browed

But it's on my mind again

Who read my eyes all day

The curtain is rolling with the west wind

Wake up the old dream

Who is thinner than Huang Hua

After waking up in the wind

No red hands

Whose hairpin is on the table

In search

Like a dream, not a dream

Where are you waiting

That's how I browed

But it's on my mind again

Who read my eyes all day

The curtain is rolling with the west wind

Wake up the old dream

Who is thinner than Huang Hua

After waking up in the wind

No red hands

Whose hairpin is on the table

In search

Like a dream, not a dream

Where are you waiting