What are the old songs that are good to hear crying?

In fact, I personally think that most ancient songs are very nice and have an artistic conception. I'll recommend a few I like:

1, cable-stayed drama

Haha, I mentioned how ancient songs can be without drama. I listened to the master version of ribs. Although the original song is also very nice, who makes me a big fan of ribs (hee hee? ) The lyrics are great and the opera is excellent.

Laugh at who bullies others by their beauty.

How to match heartless?

The bell rang and the light between the curtains was dim.

You and I are made for each other

Without you, it is the original sin.

Heartless is a good match.

You are in rags, and I paint.

Walk side by side across mountains and waters

You are haggard, and I am brilliant for you.

You kissed the pen and stained the tears in my eyes.

Who's sad and happy after a brief encounter?

They took a detour and misunderstood.

I'm only at your disposal.

Ask what is more perfect in the world?

Orchid fingers twist red dust like water

Everything on the three-foot red platform is in tune.

Don't be sad for long.

Very red dust turned into dust.

May someone remember who is the oldest.

You lead me to dance like a fly, and you lead me to advance and retreat.

Bitterness and joy go hand in hand, and gestures do not go against it.

Absolute modesty and gentleness.

You are wrong. I refuse to ignore you. I am ignorant.

How can the heart fire be willing to bring the soup up without boiling?

I never wither when you wither, and I dare not be tired when you are tired.

What will keep you warm for a thousand years?

Snow and snow fall vaguely with white hair and tail.

The light is changing, wrinkle your eyebrows.

If you shed a tear, I can accompany you to your old age.

In the smoke, it turned to dust and disappeared perfectly.

Snow and snow fall vaguely with white hair and tail.

The light is changing, wrinkle your eyebrows.

If you shed a tear, I can accompany you to your old age.

In the smoke, it turned to dust and disappeared perfectly.

2. A Taoist friend of mine.

It's a story about Kenzo's fans and heart abuse. I have heard of Dong Sheng and Shuang Sheng. Personally, I prefer Shuang Sheng's version. Later, I went to see the original mv and read Miss Bai's voice very well. I was deeply impressed by the words on the barrage: Silly girl, it is not Osmanthus Jelly who is not hot, but his heart!

You held me in your arms with an umbrella.

How cautious it is to swear every word.

You have Qian Qian's tender feelings in your eyes.

If the pulse is spring breeze, the ice and snow will melt.

That year, the strip was full of spring.

Riding a horse, traveling in misty rain like a dream

Take shelter from the rain under the eaves

Look at a pair of deep eyes.

Like a breeze in Huashan accompanied by fine snow.

The rain is cool

The wind blew Dimfragrance.

For an instant, my heart throbbed like your gentle blade.

If you go too far, you will be surprised.

Whether the love words are empty or not.

Consider giving up one stroke at a time.

Willing to humble yourself and change your smile.

Or degenerate into mediocrity

You held me in your arms with an umbrella.

How cautious it is to swear every word.

You have Qian Qian's tender feelings in your eyes.

If the pulse is spring breeze, the ice and snow will melt.

Whose wedding banquet was reunited later?

The beautiful woman shook her red in the candlelight.

The light is gentle.

Reflect a pair of picturesque faces

Like the tender old dream of cardamom branches

Don't know each other

Suddenly my thoughts came to my mind.

I hope you are as white as before.

It looks a little stiff

Who knew I was afraid?

Maybe I should play the fool when I'm drunk.

Leave red lips in your arms.

Recite the past gently and slowly.

Let others disturb you.

But I can only smile and pretend to be calm.

Listen to those who are affectionate.

Don't look at your familiar face.

Just drinking silently, indifferent.

The snow outside the mountain gate brushes white clothes.

Melt at your fingertips again.

Take a long sword and ask how big the Jianghu is.

Where are you going?

This kind of life is still like a joke.

Laugh at yourself

Wishful thinking begins and ends.

If you are with someone else.

Why should I pay the wrong price?

Don't watch me lose my mind, okay?

You have a crush.

Fortunately, after floating in the world of mortals for many years.

This heart is full of holes.

How can I be afraid that you will use fickle feelings as the blade?

Add a crack

It won't hurt.

It is better to bury the past in the wind.

Take a long sword as a monument and frost and snow as a tomb.

If the mistake of this life is to meet.

Seek a happy ending

Crossing Mananping Ancient Bridge Alone

It was foggy when Shan Yu came.

Think of the year under the umbrella.

It's like lying on a bridge cable

I had a dream.

When I woke up, I collapsed.

disappear completely

Step 3 brush the snow

The songs of talented people, she was cool in March, and she was very good at participating in business, so I won't introduce them one by one. Plot song version

Brush the snow-not talented.

I watched her for ten years, just like that day,

It snowed heavily and I put on a white robe.

With my sword,

From the front of Chunyang Palace, I walked slowly to her window …

The waiting in this life has been as gentle as I can.

I only hate that the years have turned white and I can't steal them.

I don't want to give up my obsession with crossing back in my life.

Because I didn't see through a word.

"Come on in ~"

Don't open the window if you are in poor health.

Uh-huh ... let me leave it on.

Where were we last time? You're helping me remember, right?

Yes ... I remember everything ... you said your brother.

Superb fencing, unparalleled Daoism,

This is a rare material in Chunyang Palace in recent years …

"School sister, this time I went down the mountain with my other disciples to calm down the chaos.

Don't worry. Wait for me.

When I came back, I begged my master to marry you. "

Dude, we have an appointment. I will wait for you.

Remember, come back early. "

You are a white hunter who spreads his wings and flies.

Look at the brightness of a pile of snow falling on the top of Huashan Mountain.

It's too weak to rush yin and yang with a sword.

The sword front reflects you everywhere.

Meet at a young age in the world of mortals

To read, the heart is not thick, and the ink is not thick.

Life is very busy, I want to draw fine snow again.

But across the mountain, it weighs tens of millions

In troubled times, I strayed into the enemy camp,

After several twists and turns, disfigured and poisoned, my voice was broken.

Managed to escape,

Nearly a hundred famous teachers and brothers who left after knowing each other,

There is no life ...

I deeply feel that I have no face to see her again in my life …

However, thanks to the guidance of the master,

Born in Sri Lanka, grew up in Sri Lanka, died in Sri Lanka,

I decided to hide my past and stay in the door as a slave.

Serve several temples near her residence.

My selfishness is that I would rather let her believe her brother,

Has died in the war. Instead of letting her know about her brother,

Her pride, now ... has become a waste.

Young, I don't know how to worry, and I am waiting for you.

I can't say what I want.

I hope you know that I miss you very much.

Forget half my life, after I left, after I left.

I wonder if he is still alive in this world of mortals.

We should work hard at birth, sickness, death, happiness and sorrow.

His life ended as early as the moment he went down the mountain …

Yes, my life will come to an end.

The sweetness and sadness of the past years,

The innocence of childhood and the pain of adolescence,

The despair of middle age will all disappear.

Just waiting for him for so many years … still can't …

I haven't seen him again ... after all, I'm still unwilling.

Young, I don't know how to worry, and I am waiting for you.

I can't say what I want.

I hope you know that I miss you very much.

Forget half my life, after I left, after I left.

Is it a dream? I looked out of the window at the entrance of Chunyang Palace.

Waiting for death.

Still that path, a person walking slowly, as light as snow.

Sleeves are as slow as clouds, personality is awe-inspiring, and time flies ... it seems that nothing has changed. ...

Teacher … brother …

After all, I got my wish.

4. Trace back to Kun

It is also a song that the sparerib master likes very much. The voice of ribs is very nice, and the lyrics poke my heart. This is a song that I listen to when I am in a bad mood.

Fingertips penetrate the temperature of sunlight.

Seems to see everything clearly

If the leaves can block the eyes, the more lonely it is.

If you don't step on thorns, you won't know the pain all your life.

Occasional Review of "Hiding in the Sea of People"

I realized that I had forgotten the initial temperature.

There are sad times and confused times.

Occasionally, I will be lonely, the one you are not familiar with.

Kun travels thousands of miles, dragging the world like a floating star.

Even if there is noise in all directions, flying fish will not be trapped in the sky.

This life is endless, even if you are lonely, you will not be displaced.

If it is secular, it will be considered disappointing at that time.

Kun flies thousands of miles, and Ming changes the cold summer.

It's hard to catch up with the time and spend a day exhausting the landscape.

How lucky he was to meet a stranger when he entered his life dream.

If you are stubborn, thank you for your stupidity.

Someone knows this long road.

What is loneliness?

Pursue painting a white horse all my life.

Buried bones and mountains just touch your eyebrows.

Remember the outline of the original dream

Which song first touched you?

Spend the night with you and teach you to be silent

Whether it is bright or lonely, the song fades slightly.

Kun travels thousands of miles, dragging the world like a floating star.

Even if there is noise in all directions, flying fish will not be trapped in the sky.

This life is endless, even if you are lonely, you will not be displaced.

If it is secular, it will be considered disappointing at that time.

Kun flies thousands of miles, and Ming changes the cold summer.

It's hard to catch up with the time and spend a day exhausting the landscape.

How lucky he was to meet a stranger when he entered his life dream.

If you travel the same way and dream of traveling, you will be worried.

Five thousand years of frost and snow

There are many versions of this. Let's choose what we like.

Li huaxiang

Wrapped in a skirt and swept the noise.

Re-enter the red curtain quietly.

Listen to the orioles playing on the branches.

A breeze blew through the fingers.

Brochette Fang

The blue oars pushed away the fog and chaos.

It will be half a day before you know it.

The lush scenery passing by

They are all yellow.

A wind that lowers the temperature

Silent traction

Then clear your eyebrows here.

The melting of dusk

Weak, dark and lush.

Look back at this old street

Trace who I am in the clouds.

It rained a little at dusk.

It is enough to whitewash this right and wrong.

Waiting for the moonlight to surge

Who knocked at the door?

Tailv Qingshiban steet

Dotted with years like running water.

Have three or two drinks.

Can't figure out a tangled complex

In your cold brow

Catch a glimpse of the joy, sadness, frost and snow that leave people.

Lou jiaxian

Dust, fog, scattered fluorescence.

Expose mottled stone steps

This is falling in love with you.

Cao Fang walked into the deep courtyard.

Lean against the railing

There are two lanterns on the small table.

Close your eyes and listen to the breeze and sparse leaves.

There seems to be laughter.

In this Gao Xuan.

Clouds are silent and cicadas are singing.

Rain ripples.

Rub and dye to outline the world.

A glimpse of origin

Frozen for three thousand years.

Look back at this old street

Trace who I am in the clouds.

It rained a little at dusk.

It is enough to whitewash this right and wrong.

Waiting for the moonlight to surge

Who knocked at the door?

Tailv Qingshiban steet

Dotted with years like running water.

Have three or two drinks.

Can't figure out a tangled complex

In your cold brow

Catch a glimpse of the joy, sadness, frost and snow that leave people.

Pear blossom snow in March

After driving for several years, I lost.

(written) in black and white

Danqing is interspersed with helplessness.

At that time, the moon was curved.

When did it first appear by the river?

Who am I waiting for?

Look back at this gazebo

Remember who you are after 1000 years.

As long as the moonlight is faint

It is enough to outline right and wrong.

Waiting for this memory to surge

Tears have fallen in a trance.

Fenghongsilichang steet

Who is frowning behind the red curtain?

Meng Yao sang Zhu Tao yuan

Where I said goodbye in reincarnation.

May we meet again in this life.

Melt the sorrow and frost between your eyebrows.

Ha, ah, ah, ah ~

There are also many beautiful ancient songs, such as the best of the river map and the summer solstice in the 38 th year, tapestry copy covered many times, Sandy, rotten grass as fireflies, Xiao Yiqing's east wind and so on

Don't worry about a few mashups.