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The end of the tide - Yingjiu's LRC lyrics

The tea is not over

Lyricist: Teng Yun Jia Wu Liu Li Xian

Composer: Hao Yun

Arranger: Hao Yun

Later stage: papaw bubble

Master tape: Mr. Once

Erhu: GG Xiaolong who plays cotton

Singer: Yingjiu

Artist: Huan Mo

When Bai Lu was perched on the frost grass

She was still sitting at the small ferry

The swan geese were walking far away

The wind blew her clothes and wrinkled her clothes

By the Lutang water, Yiyi held her hand

He said it would not take long

Now she wears a wooden hairpin.

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Still reluctant to let go

It’s been a long time since the last letter

I still remember the love on the back of the paper

But I am already very thin

The return date is hard to come by

Changing your clothes and combing your hair in the candlelight

The mandarin duck embroidery on the armor sewed by my own hands

It’s not as good as lifting the red handkerchief The soldiers urged people to leave

The words "happy" came in pairs and tears began to flow

The river flowed and he kept turning back

He still waved his hand until he couldn't see her

She was wearing a red robe and chased him along the shore

Tears soaked his back

The jokes outside the window turned a deaf ear

She wiped her hands with Tang Zheng Ripe

Breaking a branch of early plum and sniffing it

Time burns the sorrow of separation

The old red word "Happiness" on the bedside

She caressed her eyebrows a thousand times Slightly wrinkled

The swallows on the beam have flown away

It is empty, in my heart

That day the silence was pierced

Who shouted As she approached the alleyway

she seemed unaware

her fingertips were trembling

she stepped on the stone road and supported the white wall as she walked

She stumbled and looked at the small ferry in the distance

The tung coffin crushed her heart

She fell down and cried silently

That day the snowflakes turned white on her daughter's head

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No matter how you call her, you can’t call her back to tenderness

At the end of the song, she takes a sip of wine alone

The setting sun is too cold and cannot be warmed

The lyrics of Tumi are not over come from 365 Music Network

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