Lyrics of Han Baoyi's "Lishan spoony flower + needle and thread book + four seasons song + clothes of tears"



There is a girl named Nadan in Lishan

Her eyes are watery and watery

Black hair over the shoulders

A passion is like the sun

There is a girl named Nadan in Lishan

It's so loud and clear to sing that love song

No matter in the morning or at dusk, we wait every day

Waiting for her sweetheart

The sun set another day

Winter goes, spring comes another year

The infatuated flower in Lishan is suffering

It's been three years since the snowflakes were floating

The heartless lover is like a cloud

Love flower on pear mountain

There is a girl named Nadan in Lishan

Her eyes are watery and watery

Black hair over the shoulders

A passion is like the sun

There is a girl named Nadan in Lishan

It's so loud and clear to sing that love song

No matter in the morning or at dusk, we wait every day

Waiting for her sweetheart

The sun set another day

Winter goes, spring comes another year

The infatuated flower in Lishan is suffering

It's been three years since the snowflakes were floating

The heartless lover is like a cloud

Love flower on pear mountain

Send Lang to Taihe stele

A partridge at sunset in Xishan

Remember what I said

Don't wait for willow flowers to fly back

Willow flowers fly past Qingming

We have to make a return trip before Qingming

My brother is out there by himself

My sister is too sad at home

Originally, the needle and thread were connected

How can we not meet today

Sister is a needle

Brother, you are the line

The needle needs to be threaded

When spring comes, the windows are green

Cut mandarin ducks under the window

All of a sudden, there was a burst of ruthlessness

It's a good fight

When summer comes, willows grow

The big girl drifted to the Yangtze River

Beautiful scenery in the South and north of the Yangtze River

How to raise sorghum with green yarn

Autumn comes, lotus smile

Big girl dreams of home every night

Wake up without parents

I saw the bright moon in front of the window

For what love has not come

Don't let me close to you. Teach me how to do it

Wandering in the street with a lonely heart

Wandering in the street, wandering in the street to find

Ah, I remember your story

Beautiful clothes with tears

For what love has not come

Here is a rose blooming well for you

Rose is for you, who knows you don't want it

Who knows you don't, who knows you don't look for trouble alone

Ah, I remember your story

Beautiful clothes with tears