If there are too many operas and singing, there will be no more people.
Then, let's buy a theater in the future, and you can sing your own plays, just for me.
I have seen the young Gu Yanbai in front of the peach blossom tree in Lujiayuan.
I don't see Lu Shiyi when he was young. There are traces of burning peach blossoms between his frown and smile.
The opera started singing, and all eyes were looking forward to it was Lu Sheng, but he was no longer as good as before.
Then many years later, beside the gurgling water, the boy of old is still you.
Finally found myself.