Lyrics of Ke MuQing's Xingyu Qingchuan

At the end of winter, the old swallow has not returned to its nest. Handan Road, the rain curtain, the legend of a few volumes, read carefully, is the song of the former dynasty, or the dream of this life? After thousands of heavy snow, what is the story of the shepherd boy humming on the ridge in the sunset?

The spring rain in the story is as fine as shuttle

Handan road snow will be thin

Who's the girl of the road

In the color of water

Thirteen miles to the city

Holding a small stove

A dream hidden in the words

I prefer tea for half a day

When it comes to qianniang Er Ba's good color

Give up for him

Also heard Huo family female purple hairpin complains the sentiment to be many

Not yet understood

Thirteen miles to the city

Holding a small stove

A dream hidden in the words

I prefer tea for half a day

It's easy to get lost in the book

Just for a moment

The peach blossom falls in the temple and the moon is silent

On and off

Dream in the book

If you don't join hands here

Three thousand li River needs one person to join us

For the rest of my life

Snow and wind

Who has written in this life

Green mountains around the city

The shepherd boy shook his head and hummed

The sea of the world has changed into the fields