Lyrics of "flowers as a medium, my fair lady, gentleman's love" by Xin Fengxia

What a pretty woman

Zhang Wu can see with his eyes

Look at this lady carefully from top to bottom

Why is her hair so black

Why is her dressing so beautiful

How to use osmanthus oil

Gaowanfengzan not before and not after

There's a name called Xianren

The Phoenix wears silver thread with beads on her temples

It's bright and wobbly, and the road is shaking

It's trembling like a golden rooster nodding

Hibiscus face, eyebrows like mountain show

Apricot eyes and spirit

Her nose is bony

Inlaid with cherries

Her teeth are like jade and her lips are like beads. She is neither thin nor thick

What kind of red gold hook is the name of eight treasures in the ear

She was wearing a red embroidered shirt

Collapse of Phnom Penh and cloud buckle

There are thousands of words around

There's also a lion to take off the ball

With a little shirt inside

Her cuffs are a little thin

She put on a whole makeup

He raised his hand

A little bit of effort through the sleeve

Hey, the tips of your fingers are like bamboo shoots

Her wrists are like white lotus roots

They are born with a pair of dexterous hands

Qiao Niang gave birth to this pretty girl

The lower body wears eight pieces of skirt, and the pleats are Yunxia crepe

All the furniture is brocade

The little red shoes are exposed under the skirt

It's full of gold threads

The multicolored velvet rope has put back the bottom

It's hard to draw with skillful hands, but it's hard to draw with skillful hands

Born pretty

Action style, business style, flow style

How can action be so romantic

I can't guess who this good girl is

Beauty is uglier than her

Chang E is shy to see her

Young people don't love enough

You are seventy-seven, eighty-eight, ninety-nine

When the old man saw her, he had to nod his head

This kind of woman is rare in the world

This is my fair lady