Hmph.

The Song of Exit from the Seaside

The mountains are vast and heavy

The geese have flown over, and the winds of the north are bleak

On the Cile River, a pastoral song is sung

The lone city once had an iron horse and a golden goose

Old paths, shepherds drifted by

Fangguo Lianxia (grasses) in the sky, and the dream of awakening is a guest who is already wasting away

There are many sunsets in the long river

Humanity is a loneliness in the vicissitudes of time and space

There is a loneliness in the night-light cups.

The grape wine in the luminous glass

is just a drop of ink left in the history of the world

Silence, the winds of the wilderness

The darkness of the night has outlined the desolate river

The thousands of lamps and lanterns, the remnants of the stone carvings

To whom should I tell the story of sorrows and joys

Swords have been sharpened in the yellow sands

The song of the out-of-the-boxer has been sung to the end of the song

But the moon has shined on me in the old days.

The snowy city has broken down and I'm playing the lute again

Ling Shan

I ask how much I know about the flowers, and I sigh at the song of the lone sparrow

Looking at Ling Shan, the road is far away and the sky is even higher

It's my heart to go to my hometown and return to the South China imperial palace, and I can't think of what I want to do

Who would ever think of that? I've been in love with you all my life, and I've been in love with you all my life, and I've been in love with you all my life, and I've been in love with you all my life, and I've been in love with you all my life, and I've been in love with you all my life, and I've been in love with you all my life, and I've been in love with you all my life, and I've been in love with you all my life, and I've been in love with you all my life. A Song of Departure

Immortal Sword and Sorcery IV

Ashes of Flourish, Shallow Shadows from the Column

Konghou's Strings are Alarmed, No Sound

When I look at the geese and see them return, it's just like when I was there

Sighing with a sigh and pouring wine all by myself

There's nothing left but the white hair in my dreams

Former Relationships have ended, there are no words to say in front of my hands

It is difficult to touch the qin with the sword broken, but it is hard to touch the qin

There's no words to be said in front of me. Last night's memories and tears

Meng Li, Ziying

How have you been all these years

Ziying, it doesn't matter if it's good or bad

Life is an empty road

The first day of my life

It's just a flash of time

Looking at the sky over the fireworks and viewing the clouds over the horizon

Where can we return to our home? Where to go home

A thousand years of floating clouds

But remembering

Jun's face

Dreaming away, martial arts, chivalry, and tenderness

While half-asleep, half-awake, who will put on the costume for me

White robes and a sword and shake the chivalrous look

Coming and going between the landscapes, stroking the song of Guan Ling San

**Drunk on top of Mt. Hua and embracing the red dust of love and life and death I'm standing alone on the ancient battlefield in the desert

The city of the ghosts is in the sky, the image of Loulan is faintly visible

Yi Yan is sleeping in the summer, wait for me to revisit the Lunar Fountain

Luo Shujiu is standing aside, let me return to Yuhuang with my love

The hatred of the deceased country in the past life, who will I ask for the return of the hatred of the deceased country in this life

The other side is lost in the battlefield, who's love has been destroyed by the lost array

The guqin seals the spirit, and after a hundred years, it is the only thing that can make us happy. The ancient qin has been sealed away for a hundred years and will eventually return to the east

Huqin's silver hair is still there, how can we not talk about love forever

Will the dream of the island of immortal spirits be prolonged indefinitely

Caiyi's poignant beauty, can it not be forgotten by him

Is the tower of Shushan's locking of the evil spirits a love song

Moon is like the spirit of the companion, and I will pay for the debt of the free time

The wind is so gloomy and there is an aura of killing

(Who is the one who will be killed in the future) The peach blossoms are still there, but I can't find my childhood friends

Who gave me the power to fly the phoenix through the years

Which world was the birthplace of this destiny

The reincarnation of love will not be lonely on the road to the Yellow Springs

There are so many storms in the jianghu, and I'll just go through them

I'll see what's going on in the arts of qinqi and chess, calligraphy and painting, and I'll taste it

What's the best thing about the Dragon Slam, and how it compares with the Drunkenness of the Dragon Slam? I'm not as tough as my drunken stick

After the warriors of the martial arts world, I'm going to sing about my fame

(Is this a dream, a wake-up, a drunkenness, or a shadow)

Drinking a pot of drunken wine

Dancing with my sword palms

(Even if I'm unmatched in kung fu, what's wrong with me?

Playing a song that is just like a song for the memory of Yu'er

(Anytime I hear it it touches my feelings)

(Anytime I hear it it touches my feelings)

Singing a few times the time of three people

(recalling the vastness of the whale's back)

The game, like life, is very exciting

Life, however, is not like a game that can be read and replayed

The ending is always a bit of a mystery that will keep you thinking

There is always something left to think about

Our lives are no longer longer than the game

Mochi

What is it that we are looking for in the game?

Looking at the beacon smoke and casting the long sword, I sing a song to sacrifice Xuan Yuan

Lyrics production: Shu Xiaoshan QQ916751146

Breaking down the city in the evening, the wolf smoke is chaotic, and the fire on the other side of the river is even in the sky

Lone sails are far away, and the flying geese are pointing, and the old dream has already been a thousand years since I first woke up

The water is still cold, and the gods of earth and grain are changing, and the Chu clouds are rolling in from the sky

The ambition of young people is not yet realized, but they will fight with their sword to travel in the Jianghu Lake

What is the difference between right and wrong? I can see through the Chinese years, the green silk dyed with snow, through the ghosts

The iron horse, the golden goose, the military, the beacon fire, but not yet the enemy of the country

Giving up the sword, forgetting the enemy, the black, the wine, the red face, hand in hand in God's State

Deep in the clouds and mountains, the memories of the past life are worrying

Loneliness, waiting for a hundred years of repairs, but it is not easy to return to the head of

To the heaven on the sky, look down on the sky and see the sky and mountains and gulches of the living world

The past is like the smoke of the sand that flows from between the fingers

I can't see your face in the morning mist

The starry night that lost you won't shine again

I'm flying far away with my thoughts

It's the faith of love that soothes this sadness

Tracing your footsteps to your side

Looking up at the same blue sky

Is there any way to connect to the dream you used to have

***The same guarded Memories are waking up

For you, the light of the stars--

A beautiful vow, a true promise

The night is over and the sunlight is as bright as ever

Even if the stars will fall at that moment

I still remember your light

music

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Let the memories spread their wings and let the thoughts fly

Turn them into feathers and stay by your side forever

Even if the stars will be annihilated at that moment

I will still remember your light

No matter if it's on a rainy night, or in a dreamy time

The two of us will surely meet again

Hearts and shadows overlap - Trail of Heaven

The Trail of Heaven?

Drops on the eaves of the painting, the rain outside the curtain, the flowers are all gone, and the ink garden is full of the remnants of the fragrance

Sparse smoke, autumn dew, locking the window, the jade steps are cold, and the vine is withered, and the ink and the clouds are maple dan

The lamps are brightly lit, and the night is long, it is hard to dream, and the Jianghe River is near. The wind is broken, but in vain, it is lonely and tossed around

Remembering how many ties are left in the past

The evening breeze passes by, and sadness drifts away with the wind

Drops of paintings and curtains, the rain outside the curtains, the flowers, and the ink garden are all gone

Smoke condensation and green, the autumn dew locks the window and the jade steps are cold, and the vines are withered, the clouds and the ink are maple daned

Lights are brightly lit and dashed, the night is long and hard to dream, and the river of Jinjiang is near, and the brilliant moon seems to be watery and cold

The light is broken by the starlight and dimly lit.

All the years are written off

Only the sound of the zither is left behind

The autumn moon hangs in the sky***The maple leafs are shaking

Summer is divided into twilight and dusk

Years have worn away

Who can understand

No one has ever been young in vain

I am at ease in the bustling red world

It's time for me to raise a cup and look at the moon to see the drunkenness.

Summer is a time of twilight

The years have gone by

Who can understand

No one is too young to be a fool

I'm at liberty in the midst of the world

I'm looking at the moon with a glass of wine and a smile from the beauty of the world

I have a companion for the evening

The night is a time of beauty

Together, we're going to sing a joyous song

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I'm free in the world of the red dust

I'm not going to waste the night by drinking wine

I'll have you as my companion hereafter

Colorful days

***Indulge in the dance of lightness

Richness, wealth, fame, and fortune are in both hands

Traveling around without any attachment

No loneliness in my name and sword

There are scented flowers in the world with you

War Gothic

Lyrics: Yun Xiaoxiao

Sung by: Iren's Ear

Out of the Yangguan Pass, snow filled the mountains

Flags half rolled up into the clouds

Lonely city, sunset, sitting alone by the railing

Qiang flute long, far from the hometown

Six-kilograms of bow, three feet of sword

Wish to repay the country's benevolence and cut down the Loulan

Asked you how many people have seen the wars of ancient times

Asked you how many people have seen the wars of old.

How many people have returned from the wars

The red sleeve weeps in the sky

Cooking smoke, beacon smoke

Long night, the cold steps become frosty

Frost falls, snow drifts, and I ask for the slanting sun

Slanting sun fell into the sky

Hate in the sky and pathos in the soldiers

The pathos in the soldiers' hearts is sadness in the border towns

The soldiers' tears stained the dresses

The soldiers' tears stained the dresses

The soldiers' tears stained the dresses.

The dress is in the iron coat and the man is gone

Pity for the poor stranger who still dreams of spring

More to be lost, more to be forgotten

The evening wind is blowing on my dress, and I have no light to accompany my solo shadow

The end of the world is a long way off, and we must never forget each other

Moon is frosty, and the tears are on the dress, and the cushions are soaked with water

Bells ringing softly, and they sound like sadness

To send our love to each other, and to look at the old country, and to see where our loved ones are.

After a quiet night, few stars hang in the sky

If I don't think about it, I'll never forget it

On the railings, I'm sad that the years have become a regret

The crows and the geese carry a sadness with them

What is it like to sit in thought of your father

The waters of autumn are pierced by the wind and I sigh softly

Swallows don't come back, but they leave their love in vain

I have been there, I've been there and seen it all.

When the maple falls, the marriage bond breaks up

Tears flow gently in my dreams

The Swordsman's Journey to the Lake

For the person I miss the most ......

Drunkenly looking down on the immortal spirit, the red dust is far away

Leisurely in the six realms of the Swordsman's Journey

Submerged in the Lake, the wish is made

The finger is flicked thousands of years

Submerged in the Lake, the wish is made

Thousands of years

The wind and snow have shaken my sword

Top of the river and mountains in the vast expanse of the world

Laughing proudly at the world I traveled all over the world

Heartless

Until that day

Reincarnated in the days before the promise

For the sake of your sad face

I have fallen into the earth

Since the day

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You and I first met

Since then the sword after the world apart

Carved immortal eternal love

(MUSIC)

How high the sky, how wide the earth, is not as high and wide as my thoughts of you

I really like you!

The sky is different from the sky outside of the building

The long river and the mirrored lake have been in the air for thousands of years

Gods and men no longer see each other

Kneeling down in the ancient temple

Praying for a love affair of ten thousand miles

Hating the moon is always difficult to be full

People can't sleep

It's unforgettable to forget the thought

The thought of you is not the same as that which I had before I met you

The thought of you is not as high as that which is so broad.

The east wind has dyed half of the wall with the color of rouge

Wonderful strategies and dangerous troops are in the tent

How could I ever meet you in my dreams

Lifting my eyebrows, I looked at the beacon fire in the sky

Talking about the heroes, I sang about the glitter of the swords

The slow belt and light shirt are amazingly beautiful

Shallowly weighing, the shadows are hovering

Darkness of the night, the lamps are not yet lit

Husband. I'll make a name for myself in the world

It's not a waste of time to leave my youth behind

The beauty of Jiangdong is well known

With the wise ruler of the world

It's a promise that I'll keep for thousands of dollars

Playing a song to dance with a slender rope

You'd laugh at me for being so affectionate

I'm walking along the road with my dahlia in hand

Why did I ever meet you in my dreams

When I look at the fire in the sky

Laughing at the heroes and singing with their swords

Slowly wearing a light shirt, I'm surprised to see you

Jiangdong's beautiful name

Accompanied by the world's brightest ruler

Honest love is willing to throw a thousand dollars on a promise

Playing a song to dance with the fiber

Jun's sentimentality should be laughing at me

And holding the orchid dahlias, walk on the pathway

Light in the dawn light, early in the morning, the sun is shining

The remaining red color is still there, and the red color is not yet there.

The red is still there, and the shadows are falling

The red sleeves are still deep, and the scent of the laurel is still there

The wind is still blowing

A snap of the fingers and the strongest captives are broken

I remember a thousand years like yesterday

But now there is only a river flowing from the old strongholds

Showing the literature and the military, we have set the boundaries of the country

We regret that stars have gone down like a fire

The wind and clouds are scattered and gathered in any way you can judge

The river goes east, and the waves go on forever. The great river has gone east and the waves of the ages have passed by

The dust and ashes of the chaotic world have disappeared in the twinkling of an eye

Handsome generals and Confucian scholars can only be found in the ink and ink

Where did we learn to read all the mistakes of the great men

The talented men and women of the three kingdoms are proud of each other

Executed by the Immortals, the Song of the Royal Edicts

The ambition of the people is always higher than the sky, as the wild geese fly in the north, and their ambitions are always greater than those of the heavens

Lonely geese fly northward and break the paths in the future

The old times were full of fun and frolic and the present time is a time of laughter and fun and fun.

Watch me shoot a great eagle with a bent bow

The horse whistles as it walks along at a brisk pace, whistling in the wind and dust

Looking for the grass, the wind and the bridge over the flowing water, who remembers the way to return to this place

The song of wine and the sip of wine, the battlefield where the swords are sharpened

With the wind and the breeze, the dawn breaks, and the sun shines in the slanting sun again

The Qiang pipe is playing, and we should not regret that our years have been short

Overlooking the distant mountains, the smoke is rising, the ambition is higher than ever. Where is the smoke rising from the green hills

It is a lonely and unruly body, free to live and die, free to be proud of the vast grasslands

(Riding across the wind and grass, with an ambition to compete with the sky)

(In the olden days, I used to play around, but now I am riding on the whip, laughing)

(Walking at a brisk pace, the horse whistles, rolling in the wind, dust and sand, with a wild pride)

(Wine is served with a song, and the sword is polished in the field of conquest)

"I'm an ambitious man with an ambition higher than the sky."

The geese fly north and the road breaks down.

The old days were fun and frolicsome, but now I'm laughing with my whip.

Watch me bend my bow and shoot a great eagle.

Out of the Seaside Song.

The vastness of the mountains is so great. The geese have flown by, and the winds of the north are bleak

On the Cile River, a pastoral song was sung

On the lonely city, there was once an iron horse and a golden goose

The ancient paths of the shepherds drifted by

Grasses in the sky, waking up from a dream, a wasted time

How many sunsets there have been

Humanity is the lonesomeness of the vicissitudes of the sea and the changing fields

The wine in the glass of night-light is nothing but a drop of ink left over from the history of the world. A drop of ink

Silence The wind in the wilderness

The night outlines the river of desolation

Thousands of lamps and lanterns, and broken stone carvings

To whom do I tell my sorrows and joys

The sword is sharpened in the sand

The song of Exodus from the Plateau has been sung long ago

But the bright moon of the olden days used to shine on me

The snow-covered city broke down, and then I strummed the pipa again

Old Poetry

By the Broken Bridge, the sound of the oars is heard

With love and your face gone with the waves

The moonlit night is cool, the lamps are swaying

That night, the candlelight and I went crazy with longing together

Nine Quarter Lane, the pipa is playing again

I played the break of love with my life of loneliness and wait

The dream is a dream that has dispersed in a hurry

But I can't forget you. I can't forget you. I said it would last forever

Wait until my temples are frosty

Red candlelight and drizzle knocking on the window

I can see your silhouette combing your makeup again in a trance

The green veil tent and the sound of banana plantain

Like your whispers of memories stabbing the twilight

Wine breaks my heart and the road wakes up to other places

I'll spend this night drunk with longing and turn this into a monument of watchfulness

The beauty of you is like the yellowed rice paper. The yellowing of the rice paper

But the years can't erase the paradise in the dream

The wine breaks my heart and wakes me up

I'm drunk with thoughts of this night and I'm a monument to watch over it

The beauty is like the yellowing of the rice paper

But the years can't erase the love of you in the dream

Old poems

Dreaming of Qinhuai Jade Pear Edge

Rain is faintly heard in the Qinhuai. The evening lanterns are decorated

The tassels are falling, the gold toads are burning incense around the emerald jade

The dream is also rushed, the moon is falling, the smoke is thick, the glazed glass cups

The painted beams are painted, the beaded curtains are hanging, the clear light is broken, the moon is like a drunkenness

Dimming the eyebrows, the konghou is brittle, the rise and fall of the Qinhuai water is not over

The tear drops drop to the window, spring is gone and spring comes, spring comes, spring comes, spring comes, spring comes, spring comes again returns

Spring breeze blows, blowing out all the human's joys and sorrows

The spring rain is intoxicated, drunkenness is in the country, when will it be

Swallows return in spring, and they come back to think of flying alone

Pear blossoms are beginning to unfold in March

Last year's lantern festival was held on the Qinhuai Floating Boat

Recently, the fragrance of the powdered dai was present, and I heard the sound of your blowjob

When I dance and move around and play with the neon dresses, a song of pear blossoms falls by the side of my husband

This day, on the Floating Boat, the scene looks like it did in the old days

Flower buildings, rainy pavilions, and the different music and gongs all move, and I don't see my old friend wandering around alone.

Look, the mountains and rivers of the old country have been shattered

The broken tiles are covered with smoke, and the blood is staining the north side of the city wall, and the face of Zhu is decaying

The winds roar and the horses whistle, and I've searched for you a thousand times

Only the soul is flying, and only the destiny is gone, and it is disappearing with the water

Unless dreams are lost, the past is not to be pursued, and people are emaciated in the flying light of the past

Rouge fades away and my heart is like ash.

I only wish to be with you in three lifetimes

Pipa Chant

The song "Leaving Gotham" is a song that contains no words

The cold stars are brightly extinguished and the blue lamps break the lonely heart (on the moon on the west tower)

The peach blossoms are releasing their voices, and the pipa is playing at the tip of the sleeve

The hidden fragrance of the lute is a poignant sadness

But I have put my heart into thousands of clocks and who would know that the redheads are shedding tears in the song

Lonely shadow It's hard to dance, but the sound of the clear spring is still there

The green silk in my hands, the flower inlay on my hairpin

The cold rain and the tears of the candles are falling down

The leaves of the wutong fall down and the curtains roll back in the west wind

The jade bottles are empty, and the sadness is broken every year

Who sends the threads of her love to the West Ranges, and it turns her heart to a sadness

Since then, the long night is spent on the railings with shadows, but only the pipa is played

When the desert is deserted, the pipa is played by the sound of the lute.

The desert is cold, the wind blows the sand without a trace

The yellow sands are filled with camel bells and the ancient road is far away

The sword sings in the sand and laughs, the beacon fires and the war drums howl

How many generals are hated and how many heroes' souls have been turned into countless withered bones and broken in the east wind

How many red faces are pining and how many lovesicknesses are shattered, but there is only the blood stained with ink and the fragrance of the weeping graves

Treading the snow to search for plums and the shadows of the plum

The winter plums bloom in the garden of Yiyuan, and there is the shadow of the plums in the garden of Yiyuan.

The winter plums in the garden of Yiyuan opened, the dark fragrance, the heart of the spring, but there is no destiny to come,

Spring in the peach and plums open, autumn rain Run chrysanthemum petals, summer out of the water Lotus clean, the winter snow plum white,

Qingqing good heart, look back to the city favor, please will be plum picking, to show the heart of the feelings,

Spring garden of 10,000 flowers in full bloom, but only the plums do not see in the fall of the heartless soil, but the only residual incense in the.

There are several branches of plums in the corner of the wall, and they open alone in the cold, and they know that it is not snow, but only the dark fragrance comes,

Like the snow swinging with the wind, and the pity is loved, and they do not look at the small JiaoLing, and the snow and the wind and the proud bone,

To be found by the king, but only the plums are only open, and the vagueness of the woman's shadow, and the loneliness of the lonely ice, and the sadness of the heart,

The heart of knowledge is only the moon, and the court is full of incense and snow, and if the edge of the unfulfilled, and the edge of the rebirth of the future.

YiYuan winter plum open, the dark fragrance to come, the heart to the spring, but no destiny to come,

Spring peach and plum open, autumn rain run chrysanthemum petals, summer out of the water lotus clean, winter snow plum white,

QingQing good heart, look back to the city favor, please will be plum picking, in order to show the heart of the sense of the

Spring garden of 10,000 flowers in full bloom, the only plum is not seen in the fall of the heartless soil, the only remnants of the fragrance in the

Spring garden of 10,000 flowers, only plum not in the fall of the heartless soil, only residual incense in the.

Wind Burial Autumn All Night - Night Rain

A sound of playing finger muddy speechless standing alone on the Yao Yao steps

A sound of urging Remembering the first glory of the crescent moon and a few sparse stars

Lu Xuan Ying melancholy about being away from love and the moon falling into a lonely leaning

The song of the end of the day with the sun leaning against the slanting rain A cold rain of one night burying the famous flower

It is a dream long time should be awakening leaning on the willow paper light dust on the jade qin

Year-old evening memory had been travelling place Silk Rain As dusty as clouds

Wind and rain, tears and lanterns fall

Slow leaves, wind and rain, I'm a dreamer for you

Tears are like a tidal wave, secretly dripping from the flowers, and I step on the path of autumn

Who shakes the curtains, and who shares in the tides of autumn, the window is cold and rainy, and the lamp is alone

Wind curls up, and the water drenches the sky with blue and the red raindrops wrap around it

It's hard to be disillusioned, but I'm dismayed that I've glanced down the corridor, and I'm frustrated with the colorful clouds flying over me

To be on a boat, you can't fulfill your wishes. The Road to Dusk

When will the stars fall apart? The moon in the southwest rises from the city

The mountains and the rivers are in chaos, and there is a smudge of evening smoke on the deserted barracks

The wind and the moon are fading, and the sun is breaking down

The wind and the moon are fading, and the wind and the rain fall from the eaves

The lamps want to go down, and who's flute rhymes in a quiet way, so I dream of a distant dream

Winds and rains, and tears, and the lamps are falling

Wind and rain, and the wind and the rain, and the lamps, and tears, and the lamps, and the lamps, and the lamps, and the wind and the rain. The wind and the rain have made me a dreamer in my dreams

Tears in the morning are like a tide that drips in the dark on the top of the flowers, as I step on the road in the early autumn

Who shakes the curtains and distributes the autumn tides, and who is alone in the cold rain in the dark window and in the light of the lamp

Where are the flakes drifting to the end of the world, where is the snow that breaks down in the layers of ice

The crows cry at dawn, and a line of geese is in the twilight of the sky

The clear light is like snow, and I feel sad, so I can't sleep. The moon is setting in the southwest and the crows are rising in the city

Weaving dreams and traveling in the clouds? The Song of Separation

Xinran

Album Immortal Sword and Chivalry IV

Producer Jinjia

Ashes of Flourish, Shallow Shadows by the Column

Konghou's Strings, A Song of No Harmony

Looking at the Returning Wild Geese, Just Like the Scene of the Past

Sighing in Foolishness, I Poured Wine All Alone

Leaving the Emotional Thoughts of Each Other and the Hair of Three Thousand Hairs in White

There is no more word to say about the former destiny.

The sword is broken, the flowers are gone, and it's hard to touch the zither

Old memories of last night, tears flowing from my eyes

Meng Li, Ziying

How have you been all these years

Ziying, no matter if it's been good or bad

Life's a path of emptiness

The first day of life

It was just a flash of a moment

Looking at the sky, the fireworks, where is the jeweled sky

We are looking at the world, over the horizon, at a view of the sky, over the sea.

Singing a song over the sky overlooking the clouds

Where to go home

A thousand years of floating clouds

But remembering

Jun's face

---Lin'an Early Rain--

Sung by: Xinran

Lin'an Early Rain One Night's Redness

Spring water is blue and the geese cross the sky

Swinging my sleeve and stroking my zither, the seven-stringed string is exquisite.

Reed boat, hazy rain

That year in the bamboo house, I was as lost as a dream

The red dust in my fingers, the drunken shadow of my smile

The moon sings long, the wind in my face

Pouring cups of wine, the rainbow is long

The floating clouds, don't talk about them

Yesterday, in the flick of the finger, can be retained

It is so easy to lose the time, but I didn't expect that the stars would move half a day

Looking back. I can't see you in the morning mist

The starry night without you won't shine again

I'm flying far away with my thoughts

It's love's faith that soothes this sadness

I'm following in your footsteps.

Looking up at the same blue sky

Can I connect you to the dream you once had

***The same guarded memory is waking up

Lighting up the light of the stars for you

A beautiful vow, a true promise

The darkness of the night passes by the sunlight As glorious as before

Even if the stars will fall at that moment

I still remember your light

music

Let the memories spread their wings, let the thoughts fly

Make them into wings and always be by your side

Even if the stars will be obliterated at that moment

I still remember your light

Whether it's on a rainy night, or in a dream, in space and time

It doesn't matter if it's in the rainy night, or in a dream. rainy nights or in dreams

The two of us will surely meet again

Red Leaves and Sunset Song

Lyrics: Zhaoshuo Diem

Sung by Deep Blue

Autumn Winds

Red Leaves Falling

The Breeze in Dreams

Listening to Frosty Forests Singing Songs of Autumn

The Clouds Lighten, The Smoke Weakens

A thousand tents are lit up and the lights go out. A thousand tents are lit

The maple falls on a cold night, leaving a lonely atmosphere

The frosty forests of the mountains are drunk with red leaves

Flying down with the wind to the water's edge

The red leaves are sparse at dawn, and watch the morning stars fall

The beads of the night sky are the tears of the clouds

Looking across the waters of the Autumn

Wanting to see all the colors of the mountain

The twilight clouds merge at the edge of the sky.

Spreading endlessly towards your heaven

Yesterday's parting face

is still in front of my eyes

It seems like an endless nightmare

If I were to fill the sky

I would have chosen to forget you for all eternity

The attachment in the light of the tears

turned into a rift valley

This story had no end

This story has no end in sight.

Remembering yesterday

The tides are born in the sea

You smiled and said you'd never part

The oath you made then

was just a deception

Who woke up in a dream and leaned on me

If I had to fill the sky

I chose to forget you for eternity

The attachment in the light of the tears

turned into a rift.

There was no end to this story

Remembering yesterday

The tides were born in the sea

You smiled and said you'd never be apart

The oath we made back then

It was just a deception

Who woke up with the dream

Immortal Sword and Soul

The rain was drizzling, and the winds were blowing

By virtue of the love we have in our hearts

This is how the love is made.

The snow falls on the Yellow River

Let his heart be broken

Put down the sword in your hand, I would like to

Recall the love of the heart, the destiny of the thorns

Why do you want to be alone

You're on the other side of the world

The depth of your feelings for me

How can you write all the words you can write all the words you can write all the words you can write all the words you can write all the words you can write all the words you can write all the words you can write

Not to covet a I wish

To think of your face again

The long road of life

To see the tenderness in your eyes all the time

This life's destiny will be renewed in the next

What is the meaning of love in this life and in the next

If I have you to be with me

I don't envy ducks and ducks, I don't envy immortality

Love is in the sky, in the mountains

The winds are in a flurry of activity.

It's hard to find the right person

The sword is the best way to break through the dust

The center of the sky can't be stopped

Why do you let your loneliness last so long

I'm on the other side of the world

I can't tell you how much I'm thinking of you

How can you say it in a thousand words

It's just that you're drunk once. I wish I could get drunk once

I remember your face again

The search for you is in my dreams

I always see your eyes in love

This life's destiny is to be renewed in the next

What is the meaning of love in this world

If I have you to be with me

I'm not envious of lovebirds or fairies

Pipa language: "Red Sleeves and Fragrant Scent":

Traveling through mountains and rivers

Drinking a cup of wine to relieve a thousand sorrows

Shadows and shadows follow each other

Idlely watching the garden sleeping among the flowers

Ink scent flying everywhere

The moonlight is beautiful in the shade of the sun and the moonlight

The moss and the leaves are crumbling

The lamps and candles are dark and the night is dark

Fluorescent flies are coming to the meeting

The wind is blowing in the evening

There are several rewards for the flowers and the moon

There are several rewards for the flowers and the moon

What is it for you to do?

The moon and flowers are beautiful

The frosty silk dances in the shadow

When the sky is deep and the year is over

The rain refers to the end of the tide

Clouds and shadows are painted on the bronze mirror

Traveling through the mountains and the water

Drunkenness is the solution to the thousands of sorrows

The shadow is with us

Sleeping in the courtyard among the flowers

Ink and fragrance fly everywhere

The moon is beautiful in the shade

Yin, sunshine and roundness. The moon is beautiful

The moss and the leaves are broken

It's dark when the lights go out and the candles are dim

The waxflower plums in Yangxian

Deeply in love with you, you're like a charm

Shuktang xiao sheng cui

Brushwork and ink have already been prepared

Red sleeves are dyed in red

Shaoxiang is in the picture

The two lovebirds are in the right couple

Fluorescence is here

The fireflies are coming to the meeting.

The wind is blowing in the evening

The flowers and the moon are beautiful

The frosty silk is dancing in the shadow

Waiting for the sky to be deep enough to quit

The rain is pointing to the end of the tide

The cloud shadow is flicked with the red sleeve and painted by the bronze mirror

Qin Zheng is playing the stamen

Penglai is weak, and the cranes are in the water

The cloud is in the sky, the sunlight is lonely

To recite the dusty paper, we will follow it in Campsis Creek

To drink the fragrant tea, the water is floating in the sea

Drinking fragrant tea and floating water

The wind and rain break the thought of peeping

Lipstick and powder hidden green

Ask the whole world what is the matter of regret

The destiny of destiny and destiny

Sword cuts through the long sky, tearing the night apart, and the world is sleepless

Blood stains the withered leaves and covers the eyes of the people The day of parting is a tragic dance of smoke

When the wind and the waves are rolling around, the wind is rolling around, and the wind is rolling around.

The wind, which has been tossing and turning for thousands of years, has brought you to me across eternity

Dreams fly away from the desert and wilderness, and in the nine skies, they look down at the clouds and blur the colors of the world

The sword in my hand is left behind on the summit of the Cangshan Mountain

Tears in my eyes stain the twilight clouds

The flute is far away from me, and the mountains are snowy, and my memories are in the darkness

Oblivion of the leaves in the sky, and one look at a single glance

Ride on the moonlit nights, and the night will break, and the world will sleep. The two sides of the moonlit night, before the break of dawn, the footsteps of the red dust empty look back

The clouds dreamed of that year, the twilight westward migration, startled the green steps a few layers of leaves

Searching for the boundaries of the sky, the clouds of the end of the mountain trekked all over the

Thousands of fallen leaves into the unaffordable love

Not see the yesterday's palace, the sleeves dance in the current year, the strings of the floating people and the flower colorful

But look at the flowers of the past and the flowers are dead, and in the mirror, makeup cover the strangers hesitation of the red face

Send a leaf to the south of the moonlit night, before the break of day.

Sending leaves to the geese and geese to the blue sky, a thousand years without words

Waking up from a dream, I hold my palm lightly, the earthly destiny of the next world

Riding on both sides of the moonlit night, before the dawn, I walk on the Yao Guan and look back

Walking on the clouds and dreaming of that year, when the twilight sun moved to the west and startled a few layers of leaves on the green steps

Tracking down the wind's boundaries, and the clouds' end point, I will step on the mountains all over the world

The thousands of fallen leaves will be turned into the unbearable love affair

The immortal sword

is the best way to make your life easier.

The immortal sword

The weak waters of Penglai

The white cranes are attracted to the clouds

To walk among the green clouds

The sky is all over the world

The road of Shu extends to the mountains

The dragons follow the mountain ranges and the clouds are submerged

The young have no sorrows

The sword points at the sky with no trips and pulls

Drunkenly laughing, asking about the sky

The ambition is to overcome the clouds.

When we meet, we smile

The world of the sword

The heart of a buried love song

The song of the geese in the sky, the sky dances with a song of the river

The red maple leaves are all gone, and the mountains are on fire

The smoke of the Zhi bank, the lightness of a damask shirt, the shadows of a shadow

Remembering to look at the sleeve of the water for thousands of kilometers, the brows are locked

The leaves of the Fu Fu nose is a little drunken, and the autumn will rush

We are going to put the fall in the autumn

We are going to put the fall in the autumn.

It's time to put autumn into the flowing water

The water reflecting the curtains and the stars is the tears of a departed person

The tears shaking the moon in the sky and singing with no regrets

The tears shaking the moon in the sky and singing with no regrets

Lifelong followers

Candlelight in the clouds and looking back to the past

The day was cold and the people returned to the night and there was only the shadows of trees left in the air

The hand holding each other was like a lonely shadow of a cold pool of the moon

Disappointment.

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I don't know if I've ever been in the world for a long time, but I'm not sure if I've ever been in the world for a long time.

Crossroads, wandering, who smiled at me

Heartland, a night of tears, fluttering flotsam, a night of songs

YiYang, alone, at the end of a thousand years

Heartland, waiting, a lifetime of silence with the wind

YiYang, a choice of destiny

Choral, I don't believe in reincarnation, but I miss it, and I've let years pass me by

Heartland, in the next world, the Purple Path, who's searching for me

Who is looking for me in the red world of my past life?

Choral voices, a hundred years of loneliness

Century of loneliness

Century of loneliness, a hundred years of loneliness

A wind blew by, blowing down thousands of flowers (YIYAN, alone in the lamps)

Century of Qingqiu, deep locks, rouge, colorless

YIYAN, the city's lights, neon, twinkling (CENTURY, the wind blowing)

The crossroads, wandering around, who laughed at the passing of a man

YIYAN, you're standing in the scrolls, your eyebrows locked, your eyes locked.

Xinran, I look down at the withered lotus in front of the hall

Yi Yang, you've traveled a hundred years to look at me

Xinran, I'll wait until the flowers fall

Chorus, I wish to spend my whole life with you, to live and die together, to roam

Xinran, the necklace on the curtain entangles the karma

Chorus, I'm lonely in this life

The wind blows through, the flowers fall down, the wind blows through, the wind blows through, the wind blows through, the wind falls down.

Super clear cloud range

****

Thousands of birds sing in the evening

Snow on the garment

Sweeping wind and sleeve wave of the pale sky

Flute

The evening haunts the river

Immortal traces of a small place where the road is

Smoke curtains of shadows of the dust frost

Spring to scoop up orchids, Yingmangtang

Summer Lingzho leaning on the lake boat

Autumn leaves, velvet flying

Winter snow branches, the fragrance of the plum

Shadows of people in the north, tides in the south

Puffing fireflies, dreaming soundly

Smoke is gone and I am idle, looking at the lakes and mountains of the six dynasties

Step by step, listening to the floating world, far from the people's singing

Take time to become a fairy

People are faint

No matter how chaotic the red world is

A thousand years of mountains and rivers

The path of the immortals is long and the world of the immortals is long and the world is long. The road to immortality is long

Unforgettable

Eternal place

Wind blowing on both sides of the river

Willow flakes scattering with the wind

Pieces of willow flakes gently drifting down the river

Leafed flatboats drifting far away

Morning mist hiding the fragrance of the light

The water cloud is low and the sea of flowers is full of flowers

The new grass after the rain is light green

Horse hooves treading on the grass is the best.

Between the knitted brows and the smile

The eyes are flowing in autumn waves

Sending you a song

Not asking if the song will end and the people will be reunited and dispersed

Mochi - Nine Songs of Sacrifice to Xuan Yuan

Looking at the beacon and forging the long sword, Nine Songs of Sacrifice to Xuan Yuan

Breaking down in the evening, the smoke of wolves and wolves are chaotic, and the fires are burning in the sky on the other side of the shore

Lone sails are far away, and the geese are flying, and it's already 1,000 years since I awoke from the old dream

Water is still cold.

The night is deep, and the sound of the zither is a lonely reminder of revenge

The wheels are turning, the sands are spreading, and the battle drums and banners are darkening the sky

Surrounded by the Surabaya, the snow is flying, and the history of the world is being passed down in blood

The river passes away, and it is a hundred years of dreaming

The sword is sealing up the dust of the old days, and it is tearing up the sea and the mountains

What will happen when the wind and clouds change and when the world is flourishing?

When China has a thousand years of corpses, the souls of its people are being laid out.

Singer: Xinran

Song title: Trail of Heaven?

Sung by: Xinran

Lyrics: Xiao Crazy Xinran

Composed by: DOMO

Looking at the dust, white hair, red face~

Pipa a song to complain about the intestines~

Tearful eyes, asked the sky, where is the end of the wanderings

Goose, flew over, the sky clouds, the sky star a little bit

Isn't it true that you, too?

It is the same for you, the one who has been in your mind

The one who has been in your mind

The one who has been in your mind

The one who has been in your mind

The one who has been in your mind

The one who has been in your mind

The one who has been in your mind

Day by day and year by year, it is hard for me to be in the company of you.

However, all of them have become clouds

White River cold autumn (Lyrics version 1)

Heartland

Lyrics: Shixiang Lingyue Songwriter: Lin Kunxin

Production QQ:625759658

The wind and smoke want to purify the heart of the regret Who is with the **** sadness and happiness

Floating life is floating in a long hatred and resentment, the fate of the fall of the mystery

We are not sure if we should be able to do this, but we can do this in the future.

Frosty butterflies and snowy butterflies are dancing around, and the heart of spring is in the azalea

Frozen long-cherished wishes are cold in the water, and blinking blossoms are all over the mountains and rivers

The remote mountain ranges have become peaks and peaks, and the ancient paths are full of decaying orchids

The wind chimes frighten the birds, and their minds are in turmoil, and the rain is drizzling, and I want to hold a paper umbrella

Vowed to pursue the dreams of my former self, we look at each other and there are no words spoken

I don't know when I'll be able to return to my home again. The snow sends my thoughts

spreading endlessly towards your heaven

Yesterday's parting face

is still in front of us

as if it were an endless nightmare

If I were to fill the sky

I would have chosen to forget you for all eternity

The attachment in the light of the tears

turns into a moat

This story has no end in mind

It is a story that has no end. There was no end to it

Remembering yesterday

The tides are raw

You smiled and said you'd never part

The vow you made back then

was just a lie

Who woke up in my dream

If I had to fill the sky

I chose to leave you behind for all eternity

The love in the light of tears

Turned into a rift

This story is a story of the end of the world.

Turned into a moat

This story had no end

Remembering yesterday

The tides were born in the sea

You smiled and said you'd never be apart

Then the vow

was just a deception

Who woke up in the dream next to me

Sword ruffled the clouds and the lyre played the running streams. The red face is old, a song of pipa

The jade shadow is emaciated, looking at the moon to see the cold depths

Sadness of the intestines of a hundred turns back to the speechless choking on the feelings of who

No life to ask the blue sky, the flick of the finger, a hundred years of his life

More than laughing at the bitter circle, a piece of paper thin destiny

The stormy wind and rain around the cloud tower, the flotsam and jetsam also born of sadness, the wine in a cup of wine, the flowers drunk on the Xiaohou

We still remember the end of the world travel, but the promise of a promise will not last long to save rain, hate, clouds and sadness.

There's a lot more to come, but I can't go on--that's why people always leave their e-mail, so you might as well leave your e-mail

These are the reasons why people always leave their e-mails.