Part of the lyrics of Henan Henan Opera "Flower Gun"

One of the operas of Yu Opera "Flower Gun"

Take son McCullough's hand.

You don't want to show off your arrogance by hurting others.

I don't blame you for being young and knowing me.

Only blame your father Luo Yi for not being able to do things.

My Jiang family also saved your father's life.

I married her. How can it be fake?

I waited for him for forty years, and today I came all the way to this mountain.

I am 6 1 year old this year.

My son, think about it.

How can I recognize xianggong for no reason?

I may not be your real mother.

I think my son is the same as his own, so I should know Dali when I travel around.

That wagangzhai is also famous.

Don't learn to be so arrogant.

You look a little young.

As the saying goes, the mountain is high and the sky is high.

Be neither arrogant nor impetuous, be a hero.

Always use your fireworks, my child.

Ask dad who taught you martial arts.

Henan Opera "Fireworks" Part II

The old man lives in Nanyang, ten miles away from the city, in Jiangjiaji.

That chessboard street lives in Luxi.

Dad is skilled in martial arts. Who knows Jiang's fireworks?

I don't have a brother. I have a beautiful girl.

My name is Jiang Guizhi.

The year after graduation, the imperial examination, candidates have reached the examination period.

There is a scholar named Yi who is anxious to take the exam. He passed by the ginger I collected.

Along the way, I couldn't stand typhoid fever and fell ill in a ruined temple.

It was also his lucky dad who helped him go back to my house.

Ask a famous doctor to accompany him to treat the disease.

That day, Luo Yi was very ill, and his old father gave him a banquet.

Little girl embroidered upstairs, report to me.

She said my girl, you know?

There is a handsome boy in our living room, only romantic, elegant and good-looking.

I was so happy that I hurried downstairs with the maid.

I stopped outside the living room door.

The window is high and my figure is low. Meidochan, she gave me a good idea.

She moved two eight bricks and a blank, and I leaned over and stood up.

The paper on the window lattice was wet with the tip of the tongue. The carpenter hung up the line and looked at it carefully.

I stood outside the hall and stole my son-in-law.

Yang Hongxia's Singing —— The third part of Henan Opera "Flower Gun".

The old man lives in Nanyang.

Jiang Lili Jackie is from this city.

That chessboard street lives in Luxi.

Dad loved martial arts since he was a child.

Old mother eats fast and misses May.

There are not many boys and girls.

I am the only old woman.

Two parents, he became my taboo.

My name is Jiang Guizhi.

Emperor Wen opened the imperial examination in Dabie.

All the people in the world went to take the exam.

There is a little Luo Yi in Zichuan County.

He passed by my Jiang Ji to catch the exam.

It is also that he can't stand the wind and frost all the way.

Illness haunts my temple.

Dad went to play this morning.

Seeing that Luo Yi's life is at stake.

Ask his family to help him come to my house.

Ask a famous doctor to accompany him to treat the disease.

Old dad cured him of his illness.

A banquet was arranged in the hall.

Little girl embroidered upstairs, report to me.

You don't know what she said about my girlfriend.

There is a handsome boy in our living room.

He is just white and fat and plain.

I'm glad to hear that.

Looking at the living room with one heart.

Take the maid downstairs

I stopped outside the living room door.

That window is very high and my figure is very low.

Meidochan, she gave me a good idea.

She moved two eight bricks and a blank.

I owe myself to be strong.

Wet the paper on the window lattice with the tip of your tongue.

The carpenter hung up the wire and looked carefully.

I stood outside the hall and stole my son-in-law.