The lyrics of the house of flowers

The wind and the water shake the boat

Swimming fish cover the sunset with lotus leaves

The swallow language falls to touch the bridge

The willow swam along the bank

Three hundred families

Stop at dusk and nestle in the low wall

Cicadas are not frightened or disturbed

Listen to grandma talking about the old place

She said there used to be a girl in the bamboo hall

Qionghuafang is the best wine maker

Sausages mixed with 19 kinds of Acacia soup

Hundreds of days and nights

The girl is still smiling, crushing and pretending to be affectionate

Tilt the cup and cup, and it's not hot

Time is shaking, shaking, shaking away, mellow

She didn't wait for the person in her heart to taste it

The wind and the water shake the boat

Swimming fish cover the sunset with lotus leaves

The swallow language falls to touch the bridge

The willow swam along the bank

Three hundred families

Stop at dusk and nestle in the low wall

Cicadas are not frightened or disturbed

Listen to grandma talking about the old place

There used to be a girl in the bamboo hall

Qionghuafang is the best wine maker

Sausages mixed with 19 kinds of Acacia soup

Hundreds of days and nights

The girl is still smiling, crushing and pretending to be affectionate

Tilt the cup and cup, and it's not hot

Time is shaking, shaking, shaking away, mellow

She didn't wait for the person in her heart to taste it

Sunny, rippling, lotus leaves carrying the setting sun

Yan language in line of poetry

He carries a pot of wine to keep cool

Looking back, I bumped into her heart

To explore the window in spring and to pave in snow

To double word

To gather is to taste, to scatter is to let go

She's got stories to treasure

She said there used to be a girl in the bamboo hall

Then a jar of qionghuafang was taken out

Shaking hands to seal the dust and open the past

Too much sadness in white hair

The girl is still smiling and affectionate, full of vicissitudes

Slightly green and early cool

Time is shaking, shaking, shaking away, mellow

She still didn't wait for the person in her heart to taste it

To gather is to taste, to scatter is to let go

She is Qionghua. She was hurt when she met you