Tangu's lyrics of Xingchun

Take up the spring scenery

Autumn swallow returns to pond

On the scroll

Let go of affection

The wheat field is windy and blue

Let's not talk about it

A taste of new wine makes you drunk

Don't lose the good time

There is a mill to the south

Creak and creak

Four or five children

Laugh and chase

Half of the scenery along the way

The sun is past noon

Smoke curled up from several cooking houses

Delicious food

The dream has no trace until you are drunk

Beautiful mountains and clear waters show me alone

If I'm lucky to have you with me

Talk about the world without feeling the dusk

It's tiring to see through the achievements and fame

Either gain or loss, and a few points at will

The old man in the tree playing chess stroked his beard to ask questions

Can you hold a son to pass the spring sleepiness

There is a mill to the south

Creak and creak

Four or five children

Laugh and chase

Half of the scenery along the way

The sun is past noon

Smoke curled up from several cooking houses

Delicious food

The dream has no trace until you are drunk

Beautiful mountains and clear waters show me alone

If I'm lucky to have you with me

Talk about the world without feeling the dusk

It's tiring to see through the achievements and fame

Either gain or loss, and a few points at will

The old man in the tree playing chess stroked his beard to ask questions

Can you hold a son to pass the spring sleepiness

In the evening, the sky twinkled with stars

The barks of dogs dotted the village

The old man put me up for one night

The dawn melts into this serenity

The world is bustling in the dream

There are few friends in the world

If one day you are worried

My friend is still in the tea