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Where did the lyrics of folk songs come from since I lost my wife at the age of fifteen?

Northern Shaanxi folk song "Bring Buddies"

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Baili Li Jiazhuang, Biyang County;

There is a sister and daughter, who looks nice.

Life is not bad, ten people love nine;

Miao's body is a really good talent.

Your sister is so romantic, comb a twist;

Hosta was worn on both sides, and osmanthus oil was applied.

Engaged at the age of thirteen and married at the age of fourteen;

I've been widowed since I was fifteen.

My little husband, this is not a slave;

Sixteen-year-old, sneaking off Shanxi Road.

Cross the mountain west road and go out of the intersection;

Taste his conscience and never go back.

There are no parents in the world, and there is no filial piety;

Really helpless, just find a buddy.

The third aunt next door has a wide range of friends;

Begging her to find friends, light or no light.

Bring a buddy on the 15th until the 23rd;

I get impatient when it comes to Buddy.

The first boy, Yan Qing;

He has a kind heart and spent three years on it.

21 with a buddy, with Wang Wanshan;

Wang Wanshan is a good talent. It took him four years.

This man is really short-lived, living to twenty-three;

I cried for half a year.

A friend named Li Decai;

We spent half a year together and never came back.

My sister has been ill since he left;

The lump in my stomach makes my heart ache.

A bowl of old rice, three meals a day;

After eating for three or five days, it was less than half.

Thinking of you in my eyes makes my eyes rot;

There was no light on the night of March 5, and my tears dried up.

I think of you in my hair and then forget it;

I haven't combed my hair for a day or two, and it has become a ponytail.

Bow your head into the embroidery room and think about it;

Starting from today, it's hard to live long.

The lock jingles, the cabinet is opened and the package is opened;

Pink and red envelope paper, take out three or four sheets.

Grind an ingot of ink and clear it;

Open the stationery to write a letter and give it to the little lover.

Tears streaming down my face, my heart has no claim;

Call Li Decai and meet me back.

When I scold my dear, I don't want to;

Again and again, you pester me.

Grab me and never come again;

Leave me alone behind the mountain.

Second, scold my mother, the slave died young;

I really shouldn't have left me since I was a child.

Three curses, little darling, wear shoes when you send a message;

Light a lamp in the dark and make shoes all night.

The shoes are ready, but the lover doesn't come back;

If you want me to take the shoes, go on.

A pair of shoes in January, you didn't come for a year;

Shoes are piled up like mountains, and I feel sour when I look at them.

Little brother next door, named Wang;

You send me a message and I'll give you shoes to wear.

Hold the message in your hand and hug your sister in your arms;

Call brother, be a little boy.

Walk over several cliffs and cross several bays;

Climbed several mountains and took a boat trip.

Take the news to hand, Li Decai is back;

Who knows what happened to your sister?

Get up at once, the horseshoe runs tight;

Don't call for a day or two. Go back to the gate.

When the horse's head is pricked, your sister looks up;

Call Li Decai, push, push.

Come back ten days in advance and love forever;

Now that I'm back, parting is no longer far away.

Lying in a hospital bed with tears in his eyes;

Die in the dark and never marry again.

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Pingyao County, Shanxi Province, has a Li Jiacun;

There is a precious sister who is really handsome.

Your sister is not bad, ten people and nine people love her;

Slim and fit, a real genius.

Qinyuan County, Shanxi Province, is a baili Li Jiazhuang.

There is a sister and daughter, who looks nice.

Life is not bad, ten people love nine;

Miao's body is a really good talent.

Your sister, you are so romantic, comb a twist;

White Kaka on both sides, keep the bun.

Engaged at the age of thirteen and married at the age of fourteen;

I've been widowed since I was fifteen.

At the mention of that buddy, I am full of anger;

Look at this, man. Not irritating.

At the age of fifteen, I brought a buddy to twenty-three;

I get impatient when it comes to Buddy.