Ni mowen lyrics of cicada under the moon

[Kunyu] gauze brocade robe floating

Drop bell step, shake, shake like a yellow sparrow

Even if this song is played, the dance steps will be enchanting again

I was only fascinated by the light smile

[father Dao] thick eyebrows and a fan

The Pipa and the jade flute are circling and straightening to stir up the heart

How much do I have to throw to see your curved eyebrows

[Kunyu] drink a cup of wine and get drunk, but now it's hard to get rid of the worry

If you want to be carefree all your life, you can't beat your troubles and give up your beauty

[father Dao] who passes by the half open window lattice and listens to the seven day summer cicada on the tree

It's sad to know that it doesn't stop. It's cold and sad

The more round the moon is, the more clear the sound is, and the younger the night is

[Kunyu] who passes by the half rolling bead curtain to see a jar of Qionghua under the moon

It's hard to sleep every night. I'm worried every day

The moon is round and the flowers are far away

[Kunyu] Rouge powder medicine look, look, the heavy and light make-up is just right

The fragrance of brocade bag is a little thin

How much wine do you need to pour? I'm so drunk that I can find the graceful dance of swinging sleeves in my dream

[dad Dao] drink a cup of wine and get drunk, but now it's hard to get rid of this worry

If you want to be carefree all your life, you can't beat your troubles and give up your beauty

[Kunyu] who passes by the half open window lattice and listens to the seven day summer cicada on the tree

It's sad to know that it doesn't stop. It's cold and sad

The more round the moon is, the more clear the sound is, and the younger the night is

[father Dao] who passes by the half rolling bead curtain to see a jar of Qionghua under the moon

It's hard to sleep every night. I'm worried every day

The more round the moon is, the more petals will spread all night, and the flowering period is far away

[father Dao] half an oil lamp lights up the forest with cicadas singing and complaining in summer

[Kunyu] pouring a pot of white moon and black eyes all night

[Chorus] who passes by the half open window lattice and listens to the seven day summer cicada on the tree

It's just that knowing keeps on, and the sound is getting warmer

The more round the moon is, the more joyful the sound is. There is no regret in the night

Who passes by the half roll bead curtain to see a jar of Qionghua under the moon

It's just that I can't sleep at night and worry about it day after day

The more round the moon is, the more I want to sleep with you all night

[Kunyu] the more round the moon is, the sound of the zither has gone out all night without regret