Lyrics of xiaoqu'er's old story of Yandu

I used to fold plum

The moon is like water

The thin pistil falls off the clothes quietly

Light shadow

Two or three cups of Hehua Wenjiu

The local flavor

That day, I was drunk on both sides of the sleeve

When do you dream back

The next day it snows and it's not too late

Walking on a lonely mountain

Looking back at the smoke

Hometown mountains and rivers

If you stay for a year, the moon will be over

Xiaogulou boat

Join hands in the crowd

The lights are shining

It's half my life

Ma Jinghua's tired guest

Think about the dust and old things in common alleys

It's also thrilling

Sit on Zeng Qinghe

Fishing singing in the sky

My hometown is here

Rain and wind

The next day it snows and it's not too late

Walking on a lonely mountain

Looking back at the smoke

Hometown mountains and rivers

If you stay for a year, the moon will be over

Xiaogulou boat

Join hands in the crowd

The lights are shining

It's half my life

Ma Jinghua's tired guest

Think about the dust and old things in common alleys

It's also thrilling

Sit on Zeng Qinghe

Fishing singing in the sky

My hometown is here

How can the wind and rain flow——

It's been a decade

Still remember my hometown

Snow Rouge plum edge moonlight vertical peeling

How to give up

Friends grow old

In my dream, I'm still young

Tired horse old robe

No return

I used to fold plum

The moon is like water

Old flowers fall

Return, return