Lyrics of Nanyi's Li Qingzhao

Jiangnan rain, so revisit the wind and sand Xiaoxiao yellow thin flowers

Cold and desolate Fu West Tower cold peach blossom wine

Prosperity is still on the brow of too much sorrow in my heart

How many things to say in the dream of searching

Drinking wine to drink, old people sing poems in my heart

The fallen leaves under the levee are silent, who is sentimental

The moon is still on the lake, and the sky is cold and desperate

Candlelight door has always been sleeping in the lake

The pear flower is waiting for the light rain and the late wind

Drink wine in the evening

Dream of the broken Wutong tree, and last night, it was too late to return to the boat.

It's like a kind of maturity

When the song looks at the heart of the old people

Brush, ink, paper and inkstone red and elegant

Plum blossom in the snow every year, lock the window in the cold day

The red and crisp hands of linlou and Gaoge people died in Jiangnan

Jiangnan rain, so revisit the wind and sand Xiaoxiao yellow thin flowers

Cold and desolate Fu West Tower cold peach blossom wine

Prosperity is still on the brow of too much sorrow in my heart

How many things to say in the dream of searching

Drinking wine to drink, old people sing poems in my heart

The fallen leaves under the levee are silent, who is sentimental

The moon is still on the lake, and the sky is cold and desperate

Candlelight door has always been sleeping in the lake