The treasure hairpin and pearls are waiting for Mr. Ruan to return.
Ying Ruan, Ying Ruan, waiting for a lover.
I can't help but think about him as he ages.
Delay it, delay it, and finally you will be happy with one person.
Yongxi is pure, and Cangsheng is singing.
Pure Sheng, Pure Sheng, unfortunately I am a stranger.
There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches.
I am happy with you, do you know?
Although you know that I miss you
No way
Difficulties arise in destiny
Empty sigh
The mirror is empty
Seeing Hibiscus Noodles in the Distance in My Hometown
Playing the pipa with delicate hands
Noisy and chaotic bombs
It's like listening to fairy music and your ears are temporarily bright
Visiting Ping as his wife
When your hair reaches waist length
Fengguanxiapei, ten miles of red makeup
The hibiscus tent is warm, talking and laughing
The day in the painting hall is spring breeze
Teenage infatuation will never end
Hiding tears every day and not being happy
Fortunately, a good man stopped by
We will live forever with you
Go up to the poor blue and fall down to the underworld
From now on, there is no doubt about love
I wish
Hold your hand and grow old together
A house full of children and grandchildren, happy every year
