Lyrics of "looking for immortals · dreaming back to Xiaosang village" by young frost

Dream back to Xiaosang Village

If you want to find immortals, go out of Kunlun and say goodbye to xiaodongtian

How far is Xiaosang village? The wind blows nanpingguan

Little donkey, turn around, fox sister asks for love

Visit Taoist temple, meet expert, true biography of Wu Yangzi

Green slate, old eaves, swallow wear after rain

Neighborhood, innumerable, parents and neighborhood

The old village head, ask letter, love poem long also sour

In the middle of spring, I laugh at Huang Si, and I think it's a disaster

In a twinkling of an eye, how many years, from the past, forget difficult

I am in trouble with other guests

The sword in the palm, the words in the wine and the resentment in the smile are all gone

Since the rise and fall of the month, perhaps not all

Out of Ninghai, each twists and turns, thousands of roads, random edge

If you meet fox, you will fight

Can someone, hear again, see Huafan, still remember

At that time, outside the village, the blue waves listen to music and the ripples

Water wheel turn, sunset night, my mother light call, smoke

The crescent moon in the sky is bending and the peach blossom is soft

Under the bridge, the water meanders, rape field, Fei cloud edge

Facing the wind with the sword, and then back to the small courtyard

——Interlude——

Tavern, abacus, children's wine flag

Small games, three with two, to catch cicadas on the tree

Lotus seed, green heart and liver, lotus leaf for boat

Take advantage of the wind, wind around the long line, birds by paper kite

Storyteller, knock on the desk, ask the audience

Enjoy a little, tea money, life is always leisurely

Tao here, not outside the world, can also be compared to Taoyuan

Four seasons, thousands of years, only surpass the immortals

In a twinkling of an eye, how many years, from the past, forget difficult

I am in trouble with other guests

The sword in the palm, the words in the wine and the resentment in the smile are all gone

Since the rise and fall of the month, perhaps not all

Out of Ninghai, each twists and turns, thousands of roads, random edge

If you meet fox, you will fight

Can someone, hear again, see Huafan, still remember

At that time, outside the village, the blue waves listen to music and the ripples

Water wheel turn, sunset night, my mother light call, smoke

The crescent moon in the sky is bending and the peach blossom is soft

Under the bridge, the water meanders, rape field, Fei cloud edge

Facing the wind with the sword, and then back to the small courtyard

——end——

Dream back to Xiaosang Village