Lyrics of lunsang's ballad of cloud and water

The wind blows the fragrance of the flowers at the end of spring

Who ever kisses on the tip of the brow

In the dream and out of the dream

Embracing a small village

Which line is white dew wet

I read "Jian Jia Cang"

Love is too long to measure

Looking back at you

I have also listened to drunk fishing songs and invited my companion to return to the oars

Then he offered wine to the tender time

Willing to plant red bean seedlings

I'm no longer wandering with you

It's getting late in Jiangnan

The street smoke is warm

I'll hang my pen on you to study and spread

Is it tacit?

Yongan

Who is not greedy?

A bowl of hot porridge

In this life, I'll share with you the whole world

Collect an umbrella, the misty rain is slightly cool

On whose plain clothes

The candlelight swayed the clouds

Double drawing window

Crescent climbs up the wall

Under the moon, you fold white crabapple across the fence

Love is too long. I'll measure it for you

Looking back at you