Lyrics of Guo Qiaoyi's sanshilipu(guo qiao yi san shi li pu ge ci )

When it comes to families, they are famous,

The fourth sister had a third brother,

He is my bosom friend.

The third brother is 19 this year,

The fourth sister is sixteen this year,

Everyone says that we are worthy of each other,

You leave your sister in the middle of the road.

Don't cry when you call Fengying,

The third brother walked and came back,

What do you want to say to me,

Don't worry.

I washed my hands and white flour,

The third brother ate and walked on three sides,

Over seven ditches and eight beams,

Three or two years.

The third brother went up the hill and down the hill,

The ashes on the Bank of the fourth sister collapsed,

I'm afraid of being laughed at.

I'm afraid of jokes.

Chinese PinYin : Guo Qiao Yi San Shi Li Pu Ge Ci