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12 the song of the women's group and the lyrics of the butterfly
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Lyrics making new Yan Juanzhen

Sigh, regret, and fade away.

Dust throws away memories, and the swing falls gently.

Corner, look at tenderness, water is surging.

High-walled kites are broken and damaged, and misty rain bridges are built.

When geese fly to the lotus pond, beauty laughs.

Reach for the bright moon, get drunk, and cross over to embroider the door curtain.

Who is looking forward to meeting, getting married and looking for a kite?

Decadent clothes always annoy heartless people.

Flowers bloom outside the house, and spring is noisy.

Thousands of feet are entangled in credit, perfect and haggard.

Sad to leave old age, raise my glass and lay down my life to accompany you.

Beauty is a song. Although the tortoise lives a long and colorful life, who has covered up the dream?

After drinking 3 thousand, you will have no youth when the snow steps on the grave immediately.

Who would you hate if you lost in your last life?

Spiritual exile: there is a deer platform with verdigris outside the pastoral area.

Love songs can't be sung, and jasmine fragrance can't be picked lightly.

You can only drag the red rope in the middle of the night.

Draw a profound outline, look back and kill Ju Ling with a knife.

The orange lamp is dim, the stone tablet is engraved, the smoke is ignorant, and the fragrance is mixed with tears.

Happiness transpiration micro-eye grass bronze mirror rouge eternal most

Playing a young ballad, talking thoughtfully, carefree and lonely, missing.

Rainbow sounds like water, withering and peeling into the throat spindle.

Blow the lute indiscriminately and bury the heartbroken in the lace of love

Red bean ferry knows how to wait all over the sky

Burning incense is still bright, and heavy pollution is inevitable.

Forgive the wet, broken bedside, the waves are weak.

Faith became the cooking wine of old Yan Fei's childhood.

Unwilling to cut off the aftertaste, release the shame and hide the fairy eyebrows.

People blame you for spreading the windowsill and lingering on the moonlit night.

On the Spread of The West Chamber in Taohuayuan Town