Lyrics of record by Zhao Jiping

At the sight of the letter of divorce, it was like a knife

Just for the night of home

Storm on the way

Beiting shelter from rain

Then came a year of youth

Sitting in silence for one night

Pure and chaste

My mother!

Who knows he's suspicious of a storm!

(Allegro xipi)

Parents have been pampered since childhood

Yingying married Wang Chang

When you don't think about poetry, you don't think about books

Is it a catkin that goes with the wind

It's hard to measure the weather

Why the sun and the moon in the darkroom

Conspiracy, plot, conscience

A truce is like a killing ground

Feel your chest and think about it

The unjust Wang Kui is better than you

It's hard to measure people when the weather is unpredictable

Why the sun and the moon in the darkroom

Conspiracy, plot, conscience

A truce is like a killing ground

Feel your chest and think about it

The unjust Wang Kui is better than you

It's hard to measure people when the weather is unpredictable

Why the sun and the moon in the darkroom

Conspiracy, plot, conscience

A truce is like a killing ground

Feel your chest and think about it

The unjust Wang Kui is better than you

It's hard to measure people when the weather is unpredictable

Why the sun and the moon in the darkroom

Conspiracy, plot, conscience

A truce is like a killing ground

Feel your chest and think about it

The unjust Wang Kui is better than you