Half Pot Of Yarn
mò yǐ rù shuǐ dù yì chí qīng huā
lǎn wǔ fēn hóng xiá cǎi zhú huí jiā
yōu yōu fēng lái mái yí dì sāng má
yì shēn jiā shā bǎ xiāng sī fàng xià
shí lǐ táo huā dài jià de nián huá
fèng guàn de zhēn zhū wǎn jìn tóu fa
tán xiāng fú guò yù zhuó nòng qīng shā
kōng liú yì zhǎn yá sè de qīng chá
tǎng ruò wǒ xīn zhōng dì shān shuǐ
nǐ yǎn zhōng dōu kàn dào
wǒ biàn yí bù yì lián huā qí dǎo
zěn zhī nà fú shēng yí piàn cǎo
suì yuè cuī rén lǎo
fēng yuè huā niǎo yí xiào chén yuán le
shí lǐ táo huā dài jià de nián huá
fèng guàn de zhēn zhū wǎn jìn tóu fa
tán xiāng fú guò yù zhuó nòng qīng shā
kōng liú yì zhǎn yá sè de qīng chá
tǎng ruò wǒ xīn zhōng dì shān shuǐ
nǐ yǎn zhōng dōu kàn dào
wǒ biàn yí bù yì lián huā qí dǎo
zěn zhī nà fú shēng yí piàn cǎo
suì yuè cuī rén lǎo
fēng yuè huā niǎo yí xiào chén yuán le
tǎng ruò wǒ xīn zhōng dì shān shuǐ
nǐ yǎn zhōng dōu kàn dào
wǒ biàn yí bù yì lián huā qí dǎo
zěn zhī nà fú shēng yí piàn cǎo
suì yuè cuī rén lǎo
fēng yuè huā niǎo yí xiào chén yuán le
zěn zhī nà fú shēng yí piàn cǎo
suì yuè cuī rén lǎo
fēng yuè huā niǎo yí xiào chén yuán le
Half Pot Of Yarn
as the water flows, the green flowers bloom
lazy sunset, the red sky, I head home
softly the wind comes, covering the mulberry fields
I let go of the fragrant thread, setting it down
peach blossoms in the distance, the year’s beauty shines
pearls in the crown, hair falling down
fragrant incense wafts, the jade-like green sand
an empty stream unfolds, the pale tea leaves
if I lay down, it’s like the mountains and rivers in my heart
in your eyes, you can see it all
I change my steps, the lotus blooms in the path
how can I know that the breeze carries a piece of grass
as the months pass, it ages me
the wind and flowers, the birds laugh, it’s all a dream
peach blossoms in the distance, the year’s beauty shines
pearls in the crown, hair falling down
fragrant incense wafts, the jade-like green sand
an empty stream unfolds, the pale tea leaves
if I lay down, it’s like the mountains and rivers in my heart
in your eyes, you can see it all
I change my steps, the lotus blooms in the path
how can I know that the breeze carries a piece of grass
as the months pass, it ages me
the wind and flowers, the birds laugh, it’s all a dream
if I lay down, it’s like the mountains and rivers in my heart
in your eyes, you can see it all
I change my steps, the lotus blooms in the path
how can I know that the breeze carries a piece of grass
as the months pass, it ages me
the wind and flowers, the birds laugh, it’s all a dream
how can I know that the breeze carries a piece of grass
as the months pass, it ages me
the wind and flowers, the birds laugh, it’s all a dream