Lights and fireworks shine together
But not my dreams
The beginning of my journey
My badge along the road
Hope stranded by wind and sand
Time has made my face glow
Wind and snow gently brighten up my sorrows
It's only the wings that are drenched that have the power to cross the
The storms of the year.
The power of the storm
Once I sang what I wanted to sing, I was the brightest
This summer there was the most touching sunshine
You gave me a dream, and I was brave enough to go forward
The wind blew and the rain beat my shoulders
Now I want to sing what I wanted to sing, I'm the brightest
This summer there was the warmest look
Memories far away, I wore the warmest clothes
The wind and the snow blew the saddest things.
Who prays, who recites the mantra, who pulls up the cuffs, the sword of the blue netherworld to the left, sadness to the right
Who pulls up the bow, who dances with the sleeves, who opens the scroll, the battle-axe of extermination goes forward, and the years go back
Who waits for 10,000 years, only to get a mistake
Who gazes at who for one second, and the legend stays behind
He waits for 10,000 years, but only for loneliness
She gazes at him, turns around, and takes away the legend
What is it? She gazed at him for a second, turned around, and took the legend with her
One man cried and 10,000 hissed
Thousands of armors can't defeat three inches of tenderness
One man frowned and 10,000 trembled
Three thousand borders are but a stream of spring water
Who turned into a feather, who died, who left behind a scarecrow
Who was transcended, who was sealed, and who lit the lamps of immortality
Black basalt, red dome
Shuhong embroidery
Hibiscus City, where the rain falls in March and the embroidery stitches in April
Feathered fan pointing to thousands of armies, and brocade cutting a few inches
Seeing the iron horse stepping on the glacier, and silk thread stitching the red dust, and a thousand tent lights
The mountains and water, a ride through the wind and snow, and then another ride through the snow
The red candles and pillows, and May's deep leaves, and June's apricot blossom villages
Ruben hand, and green threads, and one thousand more roots of marriage. The thousands of threads in my hands will give me one more point in my marriage
Waiting for the sun to shine on the lone shadow, the peony peony stains the copper bottle, and the sound of the shepherd's flute fills the city
Yi Yan leaned against the door and looked at you as you made your way back home
You can see that every stitch in the embroidery, someone is hurting for you
You can see that the peony peony bloomed all your life, and someone waited for you
River flows into the sea and the spring of all the creatures is for whoever wants to spring for them
Bright moon does not shine on the others who leave me
You can see that
You can see that with every stitch of embroidery, there is someone who loves you
You can see that with every peony, there is someone who waits for you
The river flows into the sea, and everything springs to life
The moon never shines on the people who have left me
You can see that with every stitch of embroidery, there is someone who loves you
You can see that with every summer rain and autumn wind, there is someone who waits for you
The bamboo weeps with its ink, and the brocade book can't be painted.
It's impossible to finish the love stitches, lovebirds and lovebirds pillow
The tenderness of my fingers breaks through the thousands of brocade stitches, and the cuckoo cries for blood
Hibiscus blossoms are all colorful in the country of Shu, and in the twinkling of an eye, the dust returns to the dust
The war song sends off the departed and the pedestrians want to be broken up
Is it true that you are so in love and so in love with me
You can see that someone is waiting for you, with every stitch of embroidery.
The river flows into the sea, and everything springs for someone else
The moon never shines on someone else
You can see another stitch of embroidery, and someone loves you
You can see the summer rain and the autumn wind, and someone waits for you
Bamboo weeps in ink, and the brocade book can't be painted
The love stitches can't be finished with a lovebirds pillow
September ferris wheels
The lights of the city close up their eyes. I close my eyes
The Ferris wheel turns alone
A whole fall of yellow leaves fall out
You hold an umbrella alone
Two cups of coffee pressed against two old photos
White slippers on a red carpet
Two goldfish swim in a square inch of heaven and earth
Darkness is long and days are short
I'm used to writing letters and delivering medicine for you
I'm used to writing letters and delivering medicines for you
I'm used to writing letters and delivering medicine for you
I'm used to writing letters and delivering medicines for you
Taking pictures for you and floating with you on the Ferris wheel
I used to stand in line alone and buy tickets alone
Running around the playground alone and proudly alone
I used to learn how to talk like you, how to smile like you
Running like you, how to plant plants on your balcony
They also used to travel alone and carry a backpack alone
They used to be annoyed by the fact that they were sketching your back alone
They used to draw your back alone
They used to be a little bit more than just a picture.
Loneliness is the heartbeat of a heartbeat
Where you are, I don't know
Three autumns have passed and I've become brave
Three more revolutions of the Ferris wheel
Three years of time have covered the mountains and turned into coasts
The clouds are warm and the reeds are shallow
The seasons are in full swing, and birds are flying across the sunline
The sky is high and far away, so please make a wish
The sky is high and far away, but the winds are blowing in all directions. I used to dance with you and pick simple flowers
I also used to be sad because of you and gloomy because of you
Shining because of you because your heart was beating so hard
Memories are sketches burned one by one
I don't know where you are
It doesn't matter where your heart is
Country behind the north wind
Empty chords left empty by empty teachers
Paintbox colors run out
Below the rain on a rainy day
You've held an umbrella for me
The Big Dipper points due south
The blazing sun on a windy day dazzles the eyes
The horizon clouds float ashore
Who's gray hairs are speckled at the snap of a finger
mind hey yeah.... ...
After the show, before you leave
North of the year, south of the time
Wave goodbye
Green board left on the wall
White shirt you hang in your room
Photos taken three years ago
Sunset in front of the window
Disappeared
Light dims, music slows down
Who has disappeared
Light dims, music slows down
Who has disappeared
Light dims, music slows down.
The lights dimmed and the music slowed down
Ten years later and ten years ago
Everything changed
Between numbers behind the back of the chair
Old movies downgraded and new ones on
Maze is not yet finished
The Maze
(Those things that happened in 1999
Like a faded film
Wilderness is burned by Time burns endlessly
The thin boy and the sad girl in the photos
No one remembers or asks
When they left and when they'll come back)
These years are drowned in the sea of people
How many songs are left that were sung
We stood in the sea of people
We stood in the sea of people
There are many flowers that were planted. How many of the flowers we once planted are still blooming
in nineteen ninety-nine I can't keep my eyes open
in nineteen ninety-nine There's no one left behind
in nineteen ninety-nine I can't open my heart
in nineteen ninety-nine Who's left alone
Once I sang a song and watched the weeds fill the hillside
in nineteen ninety-nine My eyes won't open
in nineteen ninety-nine No one's left behind
in nineteen ninety-nine My heart won't open
in nineteen ninety-nine Who's left alone
How many are left to sing on the barren grass-filled hillsides
La ......
My boy learns to pamper
His loving Pranks can't be remembered
Who's the girl who took off her blue hair ribbon
When seeing old movies still makes me cry
in nineteen ninety-nine I can't keep my eyes open
in nineteen ninety-nine No one left
in nineteen nineteen ninety-nine My heart won't open
in nineteen ninety-nine Who's left behind alone
Once I held hands and said I'd travel for the rest of my life
in nineteen ninety-nine My eyes won't open
in nineteen ninety-nine No one's left behind
Memory unfolds and folds and then unfolds again
Green light, red light, green light, and then again
Crowds spread out and gather and then spread out again
Who waits as quietly as I do
How many dialogues have I heard along the way
Passing by a few rusted doorways
How many blanks are there in life
Crossword puzzle I was born
How many people exist in the future
There is a kind of happiness I was born to be alone and can't wait for
How many dialogues are there for loneliness
Forgetting lines I open my mouth and can't say them
How many angels are in the sky
Lifting up my head I can't see the feathers falling
Once upon a time the past was present and now the future will be
There are a lot of things that can happen to you. How unexpected is it to meet someone in the sea of life
Then and now, three years and five years
Fireflies and hide-and-seek, lose and come back
Who gives me ordinary favor
Forgetting the sound and face and burying the smile
Who I pass by to stop
How many blanks are there in life
Crossword puzzles that I was born to be stupid and can't fill in
How many people exist in the future
How many angels are there in heaven?
How many people exist in the future
Waiting for someone I was born to be alone and can't wait
How many dialogues are there for loneliness
Forgetting lines I open my mouth and can't say them
How many angels are there in the heavens
Lift your head up and you can't see the feathers fall
Coming back and leaving and never coming back
We wait for the disappointment and then again we wait
Summer and winter and winter, and then the disappointment and then again we wait
Summer and winter and summer again
The phone is turned off and never turned on again
Fools
Fairy tale prince on a white horse
Smile and don't say a word
Is it me or is it him that's your prince
Why don't you answer
Your wonderful years
It's my love of fairy tales
It's my love of fairy tales
It's my love of fairy tales
And I'm so glad that I'm here.
April Fool's Day revelry
I'm hiding in the corner
Your prince should ride a white horse
Smile and talk to you
Would know that I tell that joke
Like a fool like me
April Fool's Day has come and gone again
You still laugh at me
Following the angels to see your face
Paper airplanes fly again and again, but I don't want to see your face
If I don't want to see your face
I'm not going to see your face.
Paper airplanes can't fly as high as they used to
Winter, summer, sunny, cloudy days, time has gone by
Paper airplanes are layered with thoughts
I don't want the angel to land beside me
Paper airplanes fly in circles and then come back in front of me
Your face on the back of your cell phone inside the picture
Paper airplanes fly past you and you don't see them
Paper airplanes fly by you and you don't see them
Paper airplanes fly by you and you don't see them.
Your light shines brightly
I am ordinary and unassuming
Swordsman's Fate
No Rise, No Fall
Buddha without Sorrow or Joy
Knuckles black
Eyes red
No Water, No Fire
No Country without Beacon
Cold Iron Clothes Black
The Skirts Red
Who prays and who recites the incantation
(Who prays and who recites the incantation)
Who pulls up the cuffs
The sword of the Green Destiny to the left
(The sword of the Green Destiny to the left)
Sadness to the right
Who pulls up the bow and who dances with the sleeves
(Who pulls up the bow and who dances with the sleeves)
Who spreads out the scrolls
Destroy the battle-axe forward
Years back
(Years back)
Who waited for ten thousand years
Just waited for a mistake
Who stared at whom for a second
So the legend was left behind
He waited for ten thousand years
Waiting for ten thousand years
Just waited for loneliness
She stared at him For a second
Turned around and took the legend away
Swordsman's Adventure - Sword net Ⅱ theme song
Who prays and who recites the mantra
(Who prays and who recites the mantra)
Who rolls up his sleeve
Green Underworld sword to the left
(Green Underworld sword to the left)
Sadness to the right
Who pulls up the bow and who dances with the sleeves
Three thousand frontiers
But one spring current
Who waited for who for ten thousand years
Just waited for a mistake
Who stared at who for a second
And left the legend
He waited for her for ten thousand years
Just waited for loneliness
She stared at him for a second
Then turned around and took away the legend
However, it is hard to defeat three inches of tenderness
One person frowns
That causes ten thousand people to tremble
Just waited for a mistake
Who gazed at him for a second
And left the legend behind
He waited for her for 10,000 years
Just waited for a lonely one
She gazed at him for a second
Turned around and took the legend with her
Who feathered the dust of whoever was gone?
Who feathered and who extinguished
Who left behind the scarecrow
Who overtook and who sealed
Who lit the lamp
Basalt black
Crystal red
Listen to me
Rainbows enchant the eyes of the earth's smoky jungles
Future present was
Vainness floods the parade and clamors around Uneasy
You say welcome
The world draws the curtains and turns off the lights
Blood boils like fire, how fascinating
Throats hiss colors, voices define rules
Flashbulbs catch even the ants
The city lights are so quiet, millions of people dream
The whole world pauses to listen to me
.When you open your eyes the world is a concrete forest
No past ever
Drowning exit entry all in the name of the idol
Why do you need to make a pact
The world is empty shut the door
Blood is fascinating like a fire how much it boils
Colors heard in the ears redefine the rules
There is no flash to sculpt also have Noble Colors
The world is spinning and I am in the center of the world
Everything is so quiet, listen to my voice
The restlessness burns red clouds of light and the jungle of love and desire
The coat fades to gold, stitch by stitch, tightens and burns to ashes
There are noble colors without the flash of light to sculpt them
Colors heard by the ear are the redefined rules.
There are noble colors without flash carving
The world spins and spins and I'm in the center of the world
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