Song: Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties Singer: Hou Xian Album: Dong Fangbubai? 6? 1 Search for LRC lyrics of Tang Songyuan Ming and Qing Dynasties? 6? 1 Search for "Tang Songyuan Ming and Qing Dynasties" mp3 [ti: Tang Songyuan Ming and Qing Dynasties] [ar: Hou Xian] [al: Dong Fangbubai] Hou Xian-Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Lyrics: Hou Xian Composed: Hou Xian Album: www.50004.com, Oriental Cloth White, read by 300 occasional passers-by, who advised the frost on the ground to come back to my bed, whose face was in the cold window. Lanting has picked up a blank sheet of paper in front of your case. I don't know that the inkstone is full of tears, and I miss the poems of Twenty-four Bridges, leaving the moon to hide in a shallow place. I can't bear to say goodbye, shake off the gray tail sound on my pillow, and leave a hazy moon echoing in my ears. The students gently sing seven words for me, and you count six strings, Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming. Don't look back, the lights are dim, only loneliness is in the Ming and Tang dynasties, and poetry is useless. My old friend allows me to say that the rain at night does not know death, and flowers can't hide their makeup every few weeks. Last year, I cut the spring breeze, and I borrowed a piece of paper to relive my broken dream. I can't go back to the previous songs, bid farewell to the silk and bamboo waste for many years, and attach the pen to me. I filled the Xijiang Yueqin, and kept several copies in the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties at night. We sang softly and praised seven words. You counted six strings. Don't look back. The light went out. Only loneliness. After the jasmine in the bright book withered, I only left this elegant and hazy month to turn over the nights of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties with you. We sang softly and praised seven words. Don't look back. The light went out. Only loneliness is bright (I don't want to miss it again in my life). The hazy moon appeared with you in the night of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, hiding several wounds from whom. We sing softly and praise seven words. You must count six strings in Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. Don't look back. The light went out. Only loneliness is at the bright and cold window. Whose face has lost weight? Lanting has picked up a blank sheet of paper before your case, and people don't know how to stay in tears.