Gold Thread Clothing

Spring comes early, clear dreams disturb me, and we gather together on the balcony to chant the present day. Why not buy Yi Qingshan Ao The moon is like my waist, I dance with my piano fingers, I sing wildly when I'm drunk and laugh when I wake up. Don't live up to your youth A beautiful woman worth a thousand pieces of money looks back at Jin Buyao Cinnabar dotted with crimson wormwood between eyebrows Where the sound of pulp, lights and shadows linger, Qingxing is still young Shame to hear Haitang Huajiao in the deep night The sky is full of worries, the sunset is beautiful, the past is drifting in the wind Know the taste of happiness calmly Frost on the temples is unpredictable, especially remembering yesterday and remembering today But I don't know that time makes people grow old Leaning on a stick to knock on the firewood leaf in Nanshan Mountain White hair, new meeting, yellow mouth, old friend Drinking three or two cups of Dongli, why not be frivolous? How about asking Yue Heng'e for a drink? Whether you win or lose, it's unpredictable since ancient times. Not as good as Buyi Qingshanao Whether you are happy or sad, you sing wildly when you are drunk and laugh when you wake up. Live up to your youth and be young Whether you are sad or drunk, forget all about this big dream. Whether white or black, they are all destined to spend the night together Thinking about it even if the spring night is boring I'm just afraid of being lonely and intoxicating A beautiful woman worth a thousand pieces of money looks back at Jin Buyao Cinnabar dotted with crimson wormwood between eyebrows Where the sound of pulp, lights and shadows linger, Qingxing is still young When did cherries turn red? Leaning on a stick to knock on the firewood leaf in Nanshan Mountain White hair, new meeting, yellow mouth, old friend Drinking three or two cups of Dongli, why not be frivolous? How about asking Yue Heng'e for a drink? A golden song makes people jealous