Sing a hundred songs together
In a word, a song,
When you are happy, get high!
The mountains and rivers are gurgling.
Flowers dress up the beautiful image of youth.
The sky is bright and the ground is bright.
The sunshine soaked the sweet laughter.
A dawn, a landscape,
Everyone needs a good mood.
Song of the sun, love of the earth,
Praise the beautiful new era
Many years ago, in the field of hope, the wind blew up the wheat waves. Happy farmer-playing his beloved pipa. Dimfragrance-I miss the rain deeply. Hong Haier-children dance, a teenager eager to watch a hundred flowers blossom. Everyone laughed happily.
That summer that was blown by the wind, the shepherd of Coco Tuohai, in the golden desert, Hulunbeier-my home in the beautiful grassland. -the sky is gray and wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. On the sunny road-accurate poverty alleviation, resumption of work and production, for a time, applause sounded.
At this moment, Baise Napo-Hei Yi Zhuang has just returned from the fair, and Benon and his friends walked into the studio of "Flying Songs of the Earth" and rehearsed together-folk songs are beautiful every year.
Forests and Yuan Ye, clear river grass, the ends of the earth, the night breeze-blowing gently. Tang Bohu is carrying Chou-heung-visiting the Peony Pavilion and enjoying blue and white porcelain; Moonlight in the lotus pond, in the distance-the sound of rowing reed roots.
Hongmei blooms and blooms. Happy little fish, send you a bunch of Elaeagnus angustifolia flowers, by the water. On the way home from Yiyi, the man was wandering all the way, singing all the way, drinking cigarettes in a big river-the herder met the shepherdess Aobao. Five golden flowers are in that distant place-Ashima is afraid that she will wake up in her dream. Suddenly, a wolf in sheep's clothing appeared in the wheat field. The bug and the old cat had a false alarm, alas! It turned out to be an empty mirror, and two butterflies were flying … flying.
That night star. On Sun Island, two springs reflected the moon. When I woke up, Ah Q fell in love with someone she shouldn't have loved. Full moon, so lonely-Wenhua remembered the old mommy, and she said to Abu: I can't leave you. You are the person I care about most. Let's live together. Honey, you have worked hard.
It is drizzling in March. Yu Ling asked-the little girl under the street lamp, is her daughter beautiful for someone like me? Benon-Young friends are here to meet. In Moon Bay, when Wei walked through the coffee shop with the most familiar stranger, thousands of people were reluctant to part. Alian has been thinking about him, in the storm of lovesickness.
Dimple, long eyelashes, girl, marry me! Meeting you is my fate. Yongqi said to Chang Bao, I can't forget you. It's not easy to have someone who loves you-cherish life and my heart will remain unchanged. You are my beloved girl. Let's go to Lhasa by train. I only care about you and follow my heart.
Personal, personal. I love Wuzhishan, and I love Wanquan River. Snow-every night when I think of my mother's words, tears are flashing. When you are old-Meng Tian, everyone has an acre of land in his heart. What will you grow with it? Plant peach blossoms, plums or spring breeze. Time flies and never returns. The past can only be recalled. When I was a child, I thought of my childhood friends.
Sister-in-law A Qing-wit. It is not easy to forget you, but it is difficult to love you. Miss Nanhai thought of apples, and her mind was in a mess tonight. Pan Pan is too proud, and you are always too soft-hearted ... Love me, please don't go!
Suddenly, the spice girl received a music package from the courier brother-hello! Give me a kiss, or blow me a kiss if you like.
Flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water. Xiao Fang raised his hand to answer-I do! When I grow up, I will be you. We are revolutionary intellectuals. Oh! Sally, I like you, too!
Platform-my heart is waiting, waiting forever. Back to Nanjing, I couldn't see my sister's eyes clearly because of myopia. The old fox told Anna that her hometown was good. Somehow-I just like you and fall in love with you deeply-do you know I'm waiting for you? Why do you still fall in love with someone who doesn't go home?
Clear photos, Haitang is still there. Alas-ping ju, please don't ask, ok! The window curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers-because of love, so love, I have waited for you for so long ...!
Maybe I'm too young, Yiling.-Love is endless. Friends fly away, what do you want in life? Marry him? Item, no hunger, nothing. Naked marriage, our future is not a dream-I have something to say to you. It's hard to love someone. When will you come again? The curtain of dreams is broken and chaotic.
Water Margin and Zhu Yingtai-It's not that easy to fall in love, everyone has her own insights. The wheat fields around us, the jujube flowers at hand and the sorghum all over the sky are ripe and red. Wild goose flies south, ah! Flying in the desolate south-Jiu-Er sent Dao Lang to a distant place. In the rain, Asgen has nothing to do with me because of love. He almost loves breaking up.
The same moonlight-red high heels, drunken imperial concubine. What a beautiful jasmine, but not him. On a sunny day in 1999, my second sister-the initial dream was to train, and cordate telosma missed you every day ... and eventually became a beautiful myth.
When the apple blossoms, Linlin's Song of Qian Qian Que is very special. Yuanyang said, I know, that's why you came.
I advise you not to cherish golden clothes, and to cherish youth. Teacher's memory-who deserves your love? Love is love-he also got a new haircut and changed the landlord's key. How should I ask him-he hasn't even replied to a WeChat. I don't know, are you the person I expected ...?
Ah, Mary-I can't live without you.
Breeze and drizzle, strolling along the road of life. May wind, blowing on the flowers. My yearning is an intangible net-listen to my heart and marry a good man. Race with the bull-romance in the mirror, love in the snow. Let's ring the bell of hope. Love is you and me. Turandot Prayer-Every day of my life, will I be crazy if I don't love?
What's your answer? Real ... maybe.
Wild lilies also have spring red sun and fragrant rice. In that peach blossom place, Jia Ying rode a white horse, ten miles away from the spring breeze, and happened to meet them and them. who is it? Baochai smiled and said, My cousins all have a red heart.
Southern girl, full of love in Yongjiang, fragrant in all seasons. The moon in the city illuminates the dream. We are walking on the road, hoping that the sun will shine deep in the mountains and the good days will get better and better.