Lyrics of Han Baoyi's buried flowers(han bao yi zang hua ge ci )

Flowers wither and fly all over the sky

Who has pity on the red selling incense

Full of sorrow and nowhere to go

Hoe the flowers out of the embroidery curtain

Flowers are easy to see, but hard to find

Mourning the flower man in front of the steps

A flower hoe and tears

Blood in the air

Fly to the end of the sky

Where is incense at the end of the sky

Not like a bag

A pile of pure land

Nong buried flowers today

When he was buried, I didn't know who it was

Once spring is over, beauty is old

Flowers two know

Fly to the end of the sky

Where is incense at the end of the sky

Not like a bag

A pile of pure land

Nong buried flowers today

When he was buried, I didn't know who it was

Once spring is over, beauty is old

Flowers two know

Two don't know

Chinese PinYin : Han Bao Yi Zang Hua Ge Ci