Lyrics of Huang Yinghua's sadness

A dream in life is a white cloud.

Wrong, wrong, right, gratitude and resentment,

In the end, the sun and the moon are silent and the water is traceless.

Those who are hard to abandon are just a little crazy!

When one says "want" lightly,

He has grasped the key to my heart;

When he threw away his umbrella and accompanied me in the rain, he was in pain,

I have opened the door completely to him;

When he protects me,

When you point your back at the arrow,

I can't forget it in my life.

Then right and wrong,

It's just getting deeper and deeper.

So far, do you still want to ask the eighth master?

From love to hate, from love to hate,

Love begets love,

After I left, I was angry and infatuated,

All into inch Acacia.

I don't know you're here,

Can you still blame me, hate me, annoy me, anger me?

Under the wisteria frame,

The moon is cold and the wind is clear,

If there is no emperor in her heart,

There is no fourth brother,

Only Yinzhen who took my soul!

Acacia, Xiangwang, not Xiangqin,

It's tiresome to be indifferent,

It's so tender.

On the red paper, the characters on the wall are vague,

We meet again in the deep of qulan,

I look forward to your coming every day.

Ruoxi