Lyrics of Huang Ling's between mountains and rivers

Last night, the same family gathered to push the cup and change the cup

Today's tea is cool and wine is cold

Who can see the perfect inscription

Living in seclusion between mountains and rivers

An oil paper umbrella on a green slate by the lake

The traveler stopped to fold the flowers and wet the silk

Full of trees and jade petals, but the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River

Flowers flying in the rain, just like dust, reason is still chaotic

Falling flower rain, your beauty

The fragrance of flowers reminds us of the past

I like duckweed lying in the middle of the lake

Only accompany you the ripples of Pan years