Suitable music for funerals include: "The Great Funeral", "Crying the Emperor", "Thousands of Papers", "Crying Seven Passes", and "Song of the Blue Sky".

"The Big Funeral":

Love is long and hate is long.

Several generations of joy and sorrow.

Life is a long road.

There are openings everywhere.

If you leave, so will he.

Bent his waist and turned his head white.

How much love and hate

all go down the drain.

Love is long and hate is long.

Several generations of joy and sorrow.

Life is a long road.

There are openings everywhere.

If you leave, so will he.

Bent over and turned white.

"Crying the Emperor":

Qingluan has not rested.

The luminous luminosity invites the bright moon.

The yellow crane is far away.

The feather fan's economical path is perfect and lacking.

The white jade becomes a boil.

Hunting and hunting gracefully across the six realms.

Zhu Yanfu appears.

Ye Ye Shao shines brightly for nine days.

The flowers fade in the dream.

Take off your brocade clothes and your crown to say goodbye to life and death.

The flying fairy outside the sword.

I envy the mandarin birds flying together for three lives in Khotan.

The Buddha said that anger and love are nothing more than calamities.

It will remain unchanged forever or all thoughts will be extinguished.

The long song should be about crying in the wilderness.

Si Qingtian can drink a cup of madness.

In the twelve levels of love, there is no place reserved for you and me.

Stop being paranoid.

If there is no place for us to stand in the world of love, I can wait until the sky of love is barren and the sea of ??love dries up.

As long as you don’t avoid me.

3. "Thousands of Papers":

A piece of paper was burned, and the children burst into tears, remembering the time when their son was one year old and held in his mother's arms.

After burning two pieces of paper, the children burst into tears, remembering that when my son was two years old, he would still act coquettishly.

Three pieces of paper were burned, and the hearts of the children were broken. They thought of the year when my son was three years old, thanks to you taking care of him.

After burning four pieces of paper, the children burst into tears, recalling the time when my son was four years old and he led his son to play on the street.

Five pieces of paper were burned, and the children were crying, remembering the time when my son was five years old and beating the rattle.

After burning six pieces of paper, the children burst into tears, remembering the year when my son was six years old, he got up early and crawled early.

Seven pieces of paper were burned, and the children burst into tears. I remembered the year when my son was seven years old, and I took him to school while he was studying.

I burned eight pieces of paper, and you were always worried. , remembering that your son was studying at the age of eight, you compensated him until five o'clock.

After burning nine pieces of paper, the children burst into tears, remembering the time when my son was nine years old, and how grateful he was to you in old age.

Thousands of pieces of paper were burned, and the children burst into tears. Thinking of your old kindness and love, it is higher than the sky and longer than the water.

4. "Seven Passes of Crying":

One stick of incense, the incense rises to the sky, and the New Year's Eve paper is hung on the door.

White flags are hung on the second door. (Mom) and daddy have passed away, and the children are kneeling on the ground. They knelt on the ground and cried for their daddy for seven chapters.

Holding a stick of incense in hand, the incense rose to the nine heavens. New Year's Eve paper was hung on the main door. White flags were hung on the second door. My father has passed away. My daughter knelt on the ground to save her mother from disaster. She knelt in front of the soul and cried seven times.

Cry? Cry for seven passes. I have cried for seven passes. The first pass is Wangxiang Pass. Daddy looks back at home. Daddy is lying in the coffin. My daughter, I am kneeling on the ground. In order to save my father from the disaster, I cried seven times for him.

5. "Song of the Blue Sky":

There are no floating clouds in the blue sky, and clouds rise in the blue sky to cover everything. All phenomena are dense and dense, suppressing all evils, and the light does not show the evil spirits.

When I first opened my eyes, the sky and the earth were clear, and thousands of households and thousands of doors were in peace. Sometimes a dark cloud rises, making all the bodies restless.

Because of the strong wind of long-term teaching wisdom, it floats clearly in the three realms and ten directions. The clouds disperse and the void body becomes true, and the moon of the monks and nuns naturally appears.

The flute can be played under the moon, and a loud sound shakes the country.

The jade boy from the East was startled and rode backward like a star on a white deer.

It is ordinary joy to wander around and do not turn around, neither a shengxi nor a horn. Three feet of clouds and twelve emblems, the place of Hunyuan in the calamity years.

The rhyme of jade is clear and clear, and it penetrates people's hearts. I have been assisted by ghosts and gods since the beginning, and I have entered the earth and heaven, surpassing the past and present.

Be free and unrestrained in both vertical and horizontal directions, and you will not be greedy for glory or humiliation. Sing the song of white snow in the pot, quietly tune the spring song of the world.

The music in my house is all natural, and the tube has no holes and the piano has no strings. I was startled and dreamed, and the sound filled the cave sky day and night.