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
.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
.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 yearsThe 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
.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 waterThe 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.