Do you have any songs with retro lyrics?

A butterfly with broken wings and dead leaves can't find flowers.

Never see the withering.

The eaves of small bridges under the night in Jiangnan

Can't understand the wilderness of Saibei

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Plum blossom season is lingering because of loneliness.

When spring came back, it soon disappeared.

Leave me alone and enjoy the fireworks flying all over the sky.

After swaying, it drifted away with the wind.

I love you. -Dan

Has it snowed on the broken bridge?

I looked at the lake.

Water is as cold as snow.

Fingertips melt gently

Has it snowed on the broken bridge?

Think of your face again

If there is no goodbye.

Mclynn Killman Liu in Bai Causeway cried several times.

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Take a boat into the scenery and watch the river go fishing with the wind.

The monk turned to the small tablet deep in the bamboo forest and began to recite the scriptures.

Wei 'an shakes the blue bream and invites Nanshan to chat.

Who has paper money sent by the night wind to add new pain?

Lonely moonlight fireflies illuminate a lonely piece of paper.

Recall what you said about loving me.

After the flowers bloom, the flowers fall again, and there is no result.

The snow on the moss told me that you never came back.

Think of the fireworks all over the sky many years ago, and you held me quietly.

The sound of silk and bamboo makes people forget their troubles, just like a dream of Conan.

Stars shine without heroes, apes are locked.

But I haven't laughed since you died.

Lonely moonlight fireflies illuminate a lonely piece of paper.

Recall what you said about loving me.

After the flowers bloom, the flowers fall again, and there is no result.

The snow on the moss told me that you never came back.

Lonely moonlight fireflies illuminate a lonely piece of paper.

Recall what you said about loving me.

After the flowers bloom, the flowers fall again, and there is no result.

The snow on the moss told me that you never came back.

After the flowers bloom, the flowers fall again, and there is no result.

The snow on the moss told me that you never came back.

Kunming Lake, Hou Xian

Let's go on a spring outing and forget about three thousand miles.

Kunming sent the lake to meet each other, and the rain was wrong in Su Causeway

A faint shadow, a thin lake, and a green cast.

Xinsi Xiaocui Chou Duan Yi

Mistaken the beautiful enjoyment of spring.

Seventeen sentences from the shore to Kunming

Poetry is crowded.

Yuncha Samui and other water come.

Two points spring pervades the middle of the lake.

Don't say anything

Keep it in mind.

When spring comes, flowers bloom and spring returns.

Hu Yong shanshuiting

But I live in Kunming.

The camouflaged tea horse sent you away.

Kunming turned the lake into tears.

I want to give my heart to Chun.

Reheat it.

The catkins hidden in last year are precious.

When I miss you, I melt the ice into tears.

Kunming turned the lake into tears.

I want to give my heart to Chun.

Reheat it.

The catkins hidden in last year are precious.

When I miss you, I melt the ice into tears.

Cuoyi Kunming

Love is more failure than not loving.

Lost in conservative postmodernism

Say goodbye for me!

I don't cry.

Kunming zhuan ke nuan Zuo

Siwen Xue Tong Puer Yu

Don't know someone's intentions

Cold and warm explored two or three sentences.

Greetings are occasionally answered.

The origin of Dan Qing is long-lost and boring.

Reluctantly * * *.

The moon is also jealous.

Needle and thread asked the girl on the bridge again

Embroidery is willing to fall green.

Sigh from table to chair

The transfer order is 1000 dollars.

Pick half a pear by Kunming Lake.

Wake up in spring and winter,

Remove window view

The dumb bird wants to get married.

Kunming turned the lake into tears.

I want to give my heart to Chun.

Reheat it.

The catkins hidden in last year are precious.

When I miss you, I melt the ice into tears.

Kunming turned the lake into tears.

I want to give my heart to Chun.

Reheat it.

Catkin hidden last year is very precious.

When I miss you, I melt the ice into tears.

Half a cup of tea and half a cup of bottom sand.

Half a sentence and half a recent relationship.

Half a cup of tea and half a cup of bottom sand.

Half a person accompanies a cold joke.

Kunming turned the lake into tears.

I want to send my heart to spring and make it warm again.

Catkin hidden last year is very precious.

When I miss you, I melt the ice into tears.

Kunming turned the lake into tears.

I want to send my heart to spring and make it warm again.

Catkin hidden last year is very precious.

When I miss you, I melt the ice into tears.

Tears of Kunming Lake

Started stalking Yun Fei six months ago.

Chasing south, it began to rain slowly.

I also gave the teacups under the colorful clouds.

Tan Xiaoyao Hugh

The years are rarely silent, and the autumn wind is tired of drifting.

The sunset lingers on the wall, and I can't bear it.

What used to be in the ears of Iraqis has flowed eastward with the tide.

Looking back, it also fell with the maple leaves.

Love has come to an end, and hate has given up its promise.

Fate thinks too much, and humor is not for me to decide.

Top gun is a bit worrying. It's hard to be with a few people.

Looking back, I heard laughter, which spread to my drunken dream.

Laughing and sighing, the past poverty and the present madness will eventually become empty.

A dull knife is useless, and dreams are broken.

The road is barren and no one understands.

I haven't seen through the world of mortals for years

Self-deprecating ink is full of grievances and worries.

At the end of the song, people are scattered, and the temples are white and red.

Candles are still awake, competing with the sun for glory, but getting thinner.

Tears dried up, blood was hidden, snow fell and it was empty.

Love has come to an end, and hate has given up its promise.

Fate thinks too much, and humor is not for me to decide.

Top gun is a bit worrying. It's hard to be with a few people.

Looking back, I heard laughter, which spread to my drunken dream.

Laughing and sighing, the past poverty and the present madness will eventually become empty.

A dull knife is useless, and dreams are broken.

The road is barren and no one understands.

I haven't seen through the world of mortals for years

Self-deprecating ink is full of grievances and worries.

At the end of the song, people are scattered, and the temples are white and red.

Candles are still awake, competing with the sun for glory, but getting thinner.

Tears dried up, blood was hidden, snow fell and it was empty.

Laughing and sighing, the past poverty and the present madness will eventually become empty.

A dull knife is useless, and dreams are broken.

The road is barren and no one understands.

I haven't seen through the world of mortals for years

Self-deprecating ink is full of grievances and worries.

At the end of the song, people are scattered, and the temples are white and red.

Candles are still awake, competing with the sun for glory, but getting thinner.

Tears dried up, blood was hidden, snow fell and it was empty.

Pen and ink serve Hou Xian

Serve quickly with pen and ink.

Shake your hand, shake your hand and fly while dancing.

Swing up and down, swing back and forth at will.

Remove the dark line and break the hook on one side.

Re-store Chinese handwriting

The squares are well distributed.

I haven't slept yet.

The guzheng around the beam is still crisp.

A shrewd predecessor

The poolside crane was drunk for seven minutes with dark thoughts.

Fat outline essence penetrates the back of rice paper

The ape who carved the knife next to the Oracle bone frowned a few inches.

Blade only takes orders to write landscapes in his life.

The era of ink painting is spreading.

Who will take over the wolf hair?

I dreamed that I was bowing my head.

The wonderful art of pen and flower

Wang Xizhi's formula is hard.

Tian Zige countless square inches Yan Liu Jin Valley.

bring the painted dragon to life by putting in the pupils of its eyes―add the touch that brings a work of art to life

Ouyang is dancing hip flask in the drunken pavilion.

Su Dongpo subverted to the extreme.

The Hanlin Academy competes with Jianghu to heat up.

Fight for Han and Chu in black and white

Wen Fang Wen Fang Four Treasures of the Study

Ink, ink, ink, get up early

Handwriting is difficult.

The rustling is crazy grass.

Weibei graffiti on the city wall

The outlook on life is a little sharp

Practice the quintessence of Chinese culture.

People who don't type.

Take a closer look at the articles in the world

The copybook is very long and full of study.

Lao Wang of the Eastern Jin Dynasty loved pen and ink.

Break through the fence with your thoughts and spread your wings and fly

Zheng Chenggong Hou Xian

Thin embroidered moss outside the historic city

Between the lines, I am everywhere.

Tears are never recorded.

Who will dominate the blank left on yesterday's page by dipping in ink?

Have ordinary young people ever wandered in front of the monument?

Swear by the blood of the Eight Immortals.

Throw it into the sea

Standing alone outside the sunshine stone

Stand up your age

Forget the history books.

History has seen you now.

Zheng Chenggong was very brave that year.

Dreams are rolling in

Sleep in the middle of the night

Don't miss the full moon

Mom's hand thread

Repeatedly stitched for hundreds of years.

I write blank pages.

Even if the dream is in Huajiangyue

Time is lonely and cold on the shore.

Thin embroidered moss outside the historic city

Between the lines, I am everywhere.

Tears are never recorded.

Who will dominate the blank left on yesterday's page by dipping in ink?

Have ordinary young people ever wandered in front of the monument?

Swear by the blood of the Eight Immortals.

Throw it into the sea

Standing alone outside the sunshine stone

Stand up your age

Gently dig up the remains of history books.

History has seen you now.

Zheng Chenggong was very brave that year.

Dreams are rolling in

Sleep in the middle of the night

Don't miss the full moon

Mom's hand thread

Repeatedly stitched for hundreds of years.

I write blank pages.

Even if the dream is in Huajiangyue

Time is lonely and cold on the shore.

Recite your history paper backwards.

Talking too much will blur your vision.

The answer to the national spirit is close to accuracy.

The danger of full marks in printing press opinions

Recite your history paper backwards.

Talking too much will blur your vision.

The answer to the national spirit is close to accuracy.

My opinion on printing machine

Gently dig up the remains of history books.

History has seen you now.

Zheng Chenggong was very brave that year.

Dreams are rolling in

The compromise of the pen drove away the saint.

Heroes are reborn at midnight.

Sleep in the middle of the night

Don't miss the full moon

Mom's hand thread

Repeatedly stitched for hundreds of years.

I write blank pages.

Even if the dream is in Huajiangyue

Time is lonely and cold on the shore.

Xixiang Hou Xian

Walking through the west wing, I smelled a fragrance.

The lady next door is still among the flowers.

Shoes have forgotten their original direction.

Stop at the age of eighteen or nineteen and feel blue.

How to reward the flowers in the flowerpot?

Compare this girl with it.

May a piece of flower paste be made next to the flower.

It doesn't take March to be intoxicating.

The day before the summer solstice

The scholar walked into the west wing again.

Miss Encounter is enjoying flowers on the windowsill, waiting for rainy days.

How many times have you read famous poems and copied many volumes of famous paintings?

There is an ignorant scholar's dream in The West Chamber.

I passed the west wing again.

A daydream twelve years ago.

Write down who you were.

Prelude to Water Melody

I'll go to the west wing of the White House again,

Twelve years later, in boy genius.

The flowers are still there, and the building is empty.

That flower often blooms, but it is difficult to stay.

Ai Dong Hou Xian

The heart is like rowing a transparent canoe.

Assert that the apple is still green

Idioms draw meaning silently.

Love and hidden quatrains

Hurt the traces of this trip.

Turn a deaf ear to the silk and bamboo in Tsing Yi.

Afraid of loneliness at night)

Take a picture of poems and books.

Thoughts are wrapped in quatrains.

Love is like an idiom.

What gourd medicine

Words are light and feelings are not thin.

Be fascinated without knowing.

Mr. footsteps is here.

Weifojiao extra tutoring

Ruthless willows turn into peach blossoms.

Don't understand human feelings.

Clear photos buzzing outside the window.

The paper in the pen is noisy.

Love in the cloud has no return.

Beauty is still in the picture.

People outside the door are carrying sedan chairs.

Drink hard and laugh.

I have read four books and five classics.

Guest love rescue

Teenagers should be heroes, Sima Guang.

I don't listen to anyone who cares.

I only know how to train in love

Take an arrow from Cupid and be smart.

Love always laughs earlier than cries.

How many fallen flowers are there?

I looked up and saw the keeper calling.

Be strong and forget the past.

Yesterday was better than today.

A joke of time

Goodbye like an eraser

Erase Ai Dong.

Ruthless willows turn into peach blossoms.

Don't understand human feelings.

Clear photos buzzing outside the window.

The paper in the pen is noisy.

Love in the cloud has no return.

Beauty is still in the picture.

People outside the door are carrying sedan chairs.

Drink hard and laugh.

I have read four books and five classics.

Guest love rescue

Teenagers should be heroes, Sima Guang.

I don't listen to anyone who cares.

I only know how to train in love

Take an arrow from Cupid and be smart.

Love always laughs earlier than cries.

How many fallen flowers are there?

I looked up and saw the keeper calling.

Be strong and forget the past.

Yesterday was better than today.

A joke of time

Goodbye like an eraser

Erase Ai Dong.

Love always laughs earlier than cries.

How many fallen flowers are there?

I looked up and saw the keeper calling.

Be strong and forget the past.

Yesterday was better than today.

A joke of time

Goodbye like an eraser

Erase Ai Dong.

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The heart is like rowing a transparent canoe.

Assert that the apple is still green

Idioms draw meaning silently.

Love and hidden quatrains

Hurt the traces of this trip.

Turn a deaf ear to the silk and bamboo in Tsing Yi.

Afraid of loneliness at night)