Song title Peach Blossom Date,
Qin: You stinky beggar, what are you drinking? It smells so good... (curiosity, doubt)
Beggar: This is called peach...flower...wine (takes a sip) What a good thing!
Qin: Peach blossom wine?
Beggar: The peach blossoms on the southeastern branches of Si Qian on the third day of March, eight liang of mellow old wine brewed by the Wei family, filtered three times, buried under the peach tree, hiding nothing more, nothing less For ten years... the aroma of the wine when it was unsealed... tsk tsk... little piano girl, do you want to try it? (Hands it out, Qin wants to take the flask, but the beggar immediately takes it back, laughing) Hahahaha, little babies are not allowed to drink!
Qin: You! (The beggar keeps laughing)
Beggar: Hahahaha, okay, okay, I won’t tease you anymore. Today is April, and I have just buried a jar of peach blossom wine. It will last for ten years, no more, no less than ten years. When you grow up, become taller, and come back to me after your travels, I will let you taste this fine wine. .
Qin: Okay, it’s a deal.
Qin
Read a few volumes of Li and Du's articles, why do you laugh at the basil man?
Why do you go on stage and lament the autumn sky to express your hatred?
Play a few songs No matter how sentimental the old song of Chang'an is, it still refuses
How can playing the piano for no reason leave a mark on the bones
Beggar
When we first met, the morning rain in Yangzhou suppressed the dust from the carriages and horses. < /p>
Qin
You often say that the immortal can only spend two cents for wine
So you boast that you are more arrogant than the immortal in picking up talents and making wine
Yu Long Between the mountains and flowing water
I sing peach blossoms and smile happily
You stole the floating life, half dreamed, half drunk, and slept soundly under the flowers
Beggar
I often say that the golden hook of a wealthy family is actually a lowly one.
The rough wine in your waist is worth thousands of delicacies in the official family
In the flowing water at the top of Longshan Mountain
You are just a boat. Yiye
I played with the water dragon and then sang a wild tune to relax
Floating in the wilderness
The interval here is about one minute
Beggars Disciple: An Lushan’s Wolf Fang Army is coming to kill you! Leader Guo has ordered the 500,000 disciples of our Beggar Clan to assist the Tang army in fending off the enemy! The war is urgent! Although my disciples of the Beggar Clan suffered a lot of casualties, Guo Clan Leader was so wise and powerful that he blocked An Lushan on the road and was unable to advance or retreat! ! ! Hahaha, it really enhances the reputation of my beggar gang!
Qin: There were many casualties...I wonder how he is doing? Will he still go? You stinking beggar, don’t...
合
The sky is stained with pink every day, and the day is wasted
As the days increase and the flowers fade away, the youth will still pass
What if the spring wind blows and disturbs the spring letter and urges people to leave and return?
After finally saying goodbye to a altar of flowers and wine, you don’t envy too much
Qin
You often say that the immortal is broken I can't spend more than two cents on wine
I boast that I am more arrogant than the immortals in making wine
In the flowing water at the top of Longshan Mountain
I sing peach blossoms and laugh at Yanyan< /p>
You stole a floating life, half dreamed, half drunk, and slept soundly under the flowers
Beggar
I often say that the golden hook of a wealthy family is actually a lowly body
The waist The raw wine is as good as the delicacies of the officials
In the flowing water at the top of Longshan Mountain
You only have one leaf in the boat
I play with the water dragon and sing a wild tune At leisure
Floating in the wilderness
Qin
Li Du’s articles are no longer empty and left alone in front of the hall
When I play the old songs of Chang’an again. Concerned
Beggar
No one is young enough to break flowers again
No matter how long I bury the wine, I feel longing for you
Together
In the past ten years, I can’t help but be frightened by the frost and snow on my temples
Qin
Li Du’s articles are no longer empty and left alone in front of the hall
Let’s play the old music of Chang’an again I also miss you when I sing
Beggar
No one is young when I break flowers again
I miss you when I bury the wine again
合< /p>
In the end, we will melt the frost and snow and find peaches under a jar of flower wine
Don’t envy too many
Don’t have too many
（十 Years later, Qin returned to Yangzhou to look for beggars but could not find one. Things had changed and people had changed, and her heart was filled with melancholy.)
Qin: The peach blossoms stained with dew on the southeastern branches on the third day of March, eight liang brewed by the old Wei family. The mellow old wine...
Beggar: Filter it three times, bury it under the peach tree, and hide it for no more than ten years...
Qin: (I can’t wait to follow the sound and look back, From sadness to joy) Yes! Hidden away for ten whole years! (Relaxation) Ten years... you stinky beggar, you are getting old...
Beggar: (chuckles a few times, gently) Ten years, my little piano girl... has become more and more beautiful.