Lyrics of Du Fu's three chapters by Zhou Yunpeng(zhou yun peng du fu san zhang ge ci )

Life without meeting is like business.

What's the end of the day.

When young people can grow up, their hair will grow grey.

Visit old half for ghost, exclaim hot midgut.

How can I know that I have been in the scholar's Academy for 20 years.

Once upon a time, when my husband was unmarried, my children suddenly went on a journey.

Jingfang Yiran asked me.

Question and answer is not already, tend to luojiujiang.

Cut spring leeks in the rain at night, and sorghum in the new kitchen.

He said it was hard to meet, but he was tired of ten cups at one stroke.

Ten cups are not drunk, feeling son deliberately long.

Tomorrow across the mountains, the world will be two boundless.

Tomorrow across the mountain, the world is two boundless

Outside the sword, it's said that Ji Bei was collected. At first, I heard tears filling my clothes.

But he asked his wife and children where all your worries had gone,

I'm crazy about poetry.

Outside the sword, it's said that Ji Bei was collected. At first, I heard tears filling my clothes.

But he asked his wife and children where all your worries had gone,

I'm crazy about poetry.

Sing in the day, drink in the morning, and return home in the company of youth.

That is, from Baxia to Wuxia, straight down to Xiangyang to Luoyang.

Sing in the day, drink in the morning, and return home in the company of youth.

That is, from Baxia to Wuxia, straight down to Xiangyang to Luoyang.

Outside the sword, it's said that Ji Bei was collected. At first, I heard tears filling my clothes.

Outside the sword, it's said that Ji Bei was collected. At first, I heard tears filling my clothes.

The wind is strong, the sky is high, the ape howls and mourns, and the white birds fly back.

Boundless falling trees, endless Yangtze River rolling.

Wan Li is often a guest in sad autumn, and has been ill for more than a hundred years.

Wan Li is often a guest in sad autumn, and has been ill for more than a hundred years.

It's hard to hate the heavy frost temples, and it's poor to stop the turbid wine cup.

It's hard to hate the heavy frost temples, and it's poor to stop the turbid wine cup.

Chinese PinYin : Zhou Yun Peng Du Fu San Zhang Ge Ci