The first month of spring is hot, the new year is noisy again
Men and women in the street
Only Xuemei's heart hurts, whose song is bright in front of others
Song into the throat, tears into the intestines, who makes the brocade bag for my concubine
In May, gongs and drums are in chaos by the river
Xuemei's empty room, sad person alone
Peacocks Fly from east to West
Who's at the end of the bridge looking forward to a good day in the world
On the seventh day of July, Niulang and Zhinv are by the river
One year apart for the lack of even today
I think of you day and day, and I feel sad and happy in my dreams
Before I sink into the king's house in this world, I'll think about the next life again
On August 15, the moonlight shines on the window
The night is sad and full of stars. You are not far away
The wind is clear, the clouds are high, and the past marriage is fading away
Can you feel melancholy under the spring for three years
December is the new year
The white headed family members when they were young
Every night I think of you and swear to hate you for life
If one day I come to the yellow spring, I will repay the bitterness
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