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What is the story of the lyrics of a Taoist friend of mine?

"One of My Taoist Friends" was brainwashed crazily, and the lyrics filled countless beautiful love stories. Examples of stories based on this are as follows:

When Taoist is not a Taoist, she goes up the mountain to collect medicine. When it rained, she met a Taoist who lent her an umbrella. After living in a shabby hut, she decided to go up the mountain to be a Taoist priest, so that she could often see Taoist priests. Hou Daochang always goes down the mountain and brings rouge to Taoist priests every time he goes down. Three years later, the Taoist priest suddenly said that he wanted to be secular and married a girl who sold rouge.

Shortly after the news of the missionary's wedding banquet came out, the Taoist pretended to accidentally catch up with their wedding banquet. The girl selling rouge asked who Gu was, and Taoist said, One of my Taoist friends. Houdaogu went to many places alone, from spring to winter. At that time, that thing and the one in it were like a dream. Now she wakes up and there is nothing.

Extended data:

A Taoist friend of mine

Lyrics: Lu Lingsha

Composer: Sachi Tainaka

Singer: Shuang Sheng, it's hard to fall in love with an old friend.

Lyrics:

That year, the long street was full of spring, and riding a horse was like a dream.

Take shelter from the rain under the eaves and look at a pair of deep eyes.

Like Huashan with a breeze of fine snow, the drizzle is slightly cool.

The wind blows through the hazy fragrance, and my heart throbs like your gentle sword.

If you are shocked, whether the love words are empty.

I am willing to humble myself and change my smile.

Or become mediocre, you hold me in your arms with an umbrella.

What a cautious sentence, but there are thousands of tender feelings in my eyes.

If the ice and snow in the spring breeze melt, who will meet at the wedding banquet in the future?

The beautiful woman waved a red light in the side candle shadow, reflecting a pair of picturesque faces.

Just like the tender old dream of the cardamom branch, I don't know the opposite.

Suddenly my thoughts are surging, I hope your white clothes are as cold as before.

Who knows I'm afraid? Maybe I should pretend to be crazy when I'm drunk.

Leave a touch of red lips in your arms, and then slowly recite old songs to disturb others.

But I can only pretend to be calm and listen to those feelings.

Don't look at your familiar face, just drink silently and be indifferent.

The snow outside the mountain gate brushed the white clothes and melted at the fingertips.

Holding a sword, I don't know where to go in the vast rivers and lakes.

At this point in my life, I have laughed at myself like a joke.

Wishful thinking begins and ends, if you have been with others.

Why provoke me to pay the wrong price? Don't think I'm driven crazy.

You have a secret crush, but it's a good thing that you have been floating in the world of mortals for many years.

This heart is full of holes, how can I be afraid that you will add a crack to the painless blade with fickle feelings?

It is better to bury the past in the wind, with a long sword as a monument and frost and snow as a grave.

If this life is wrong in meeting, seek a happy ending.

Walking alone through the ancient bridge in Mananping coincided with the foggy arrival of Shan Yu.

Recalling the light hug under the umbrella that year is like lying on a bridge rope and having a dream.

When I woke up, I fell to pieces and disappeared without a trace.