Lyrics of half an hour of Acacia(xiao shi ban que xiang si ge ci )

Chu Tian's eyes

Luo Qiu painted with landscape ink

The peach blossoms are as fragrant as ever

Why sad painting fan

Acacia flows eastward

Let me go with the waves

Golden bottle wine

I don't know what to worry about

Lang rode on bamboo horse and talked endlessly

Old folding fan

Still a new painting

Who will keep the book

Xijiang moon gradually falls on Pingzhou

More fire

Who complains about the sorrow of parting

Even though I'm so mean

There is no lack of affection

A night of frost and snow can be regarded as a white head

Chu Tian's eyes

Luo Qiu painted with landscape ink

The peach blossoms are as fragrant as ever

Why sad painting fan

Acacia flows eastward

Let me go with the waves

Golden bottle wine

I don't know what to worry about

Lang rode on bamboo horse and talked endlessly

Old folding fan

Still a new painting

Who will keep the book

Xijiang moon gradually falls on Pingzhou

More fire

Who complains about the sorrow of parting

Even though I'm so mean

There is no lack of affection

A night of frost and snow can be regarded as a white head

Xijiang moon gradually falls on Pingzhou

More fire

Who complains about the sorrow of parting

Even though I'm so mean

There is no lack of affection

A night of frost and snow

Chinese PinYin : Xiao Shi Ban Que Xiang Si Ge Ci