Lyrics of Luo Tianyi's wumingge(luo tian yi wu ming ge ge ci )

Thanks for the unknown folk song

A few turns with me

The more the clouds sing, the clearer the mountains are

I suddenly realized that I had been staying for a long time

Long thanks to Artemisia argyi in Qushui

I always remember the old days when I was berthing

Where to listen to the Chuanjiang

Sound send me home to see my old friend

Dream of the south of the Yangtze River with the rhythm of Zhonghua liuban

A beautiful woman will be on the Bank of the ten mile Yangqin River

Passers by to see the speed of pipa

Please finish this passage

Also used to write poems in vain, let alone several times

It's better to sing the changing world for you

It's hard to buy out the most beautiful years

I want to travel all over the mountains and rivers of Eastern Henan and Western Jin Dynasty

To write a song for you

After listening to the flute, you can still listen to the long pipe knocking on the snow

I hope you can remember it

Thank you for coming to tea shop

A few fold of libretto of a play

The more the old string is pulled, the more rare it is

I suddenly remembered who was sitting on the stove with me

Old lane thanks for spring flowers

I always hear the local accent when I go through the lane

Where to listen to the Yangzhou tune again

Youyou led me home to see you with a kind smile

How long is missing, it grows more than moonlight

A long time of sorrow is no longer than autumn frost

Sweeping the Yangtze River and crossing the konghou

Far away and wandering

Also used to absurd Kunqu opera after Qin opera

Singing the sound of the palace and temple in the wild

No good dishes on the table, but why not drink xipi Erhuang

It's not enough to attract Fengming to Lingshan

But with the string Fu, the falling flowers follow the flowing water, the evening wind accompanies the sunshine

I'm afraid that the way is endless, but it seems heartless and sentimental

I've tried Pao wood, silk and bamboo all over the world. I just hope you can understand it

I'll try my best to write a song for you

Don't ask how deep it is, just hope you can always remember it

Slow three or six, listen to the snow fall

Now I sing this play, is there anyone else to make peace with

I still want to tell you

How much waste is Zhesha's pen and ink

Sonorous bangu, cloud Gong, I solemnly welcome you to my humble abode

My fingers are gone. Please listen to this song

Chinese PinYin : Luo Tian Yi Wu Ming Ge Ge Ci