Theme song and lyrics of "The Moon Shines on the Red Dust".

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Bright Moon, Red Dust, Phase 1, Epilogue

Bright Moon, Red Dust - Scrambled Eggs With Tomatoes

Word: Chu Yue Light Dust

Music: Luk He

Clean Happiness*** Purple Stranger, Red Dust, Meet Me

Looking at the Sky, Swimming in Flourish, Who understands it

Moon Brightness, A glance of the World's heartache.

Dreams of a floating life Still remembering your smile

The fate of the past is uncertain Listening to the wind and rain knocking on the rusty lattice

The clothes are in a flurry, the years are pouring in alone

Smiles reflecting the lamps and shadows Flying flowers fall all over my lapel

The bead curtains are rolled with flowing fireflies, and the moon pavilion pulls the wind lightly

The moon is like the old one Seeing the water as it is passing away

Renew your dreams of a few years in the dusty world

Leaning on a heavy building, I still listen to you. The night is still young

When I look back, can we start over again

Who is the one for whom the fragrance is in my sleeves

But I'm returning to my boat, so what's this time, what's this time, what's this time? *** Who promised who a long life

Who gazed at the whole world and saw how the water would be covered

Who stayed with whom, who waited for whom, who waited for spring and autumn

Who looked back, the green mountains are as old as ever

The past - The theme song of the second installment of the Bright Moon Shining on the Red Dust>

Lyrics: Chu Yue Light Dust (楚月轻尘 [Thousands of Songs Yet to be Done])

Sung by: Scrambled Eggs with Tomato

Lyrics:

Sand between fingers: The past

Lyrics:

Who is it that we are so obsessed with

Memories of each other, farewells to each other

The moon in a beautiful building, a thousand kilograms of gold queens

A promise made in the past, how many times the winds have driven the leaves to fall

If we look back, the red make-up will be too shallow

With each other, the falling flowers will be like snow

Hateful Wind - The theme song of the third installment of the "The Moon Shines on the Dust of Red Earth"

Words: Chuyue Light Dust[Thousands of Songs]

Songs: Brave soul

Song: Brave soul

Singing/Post: Meow☆Sauce

The sunset flowers are over, the March wind and rain

Lighting night slightly bright vaguely away from the people's language

The remnants of the candles tear drops think of the wind and splendor of the people who remember

Emotionless blue Smoke and dust for thousands of miles of people are alone in the silence

How to return to the date, but the smile of the years to haunt the twisting


The clear song of the song back to the old people rare

The old people rare

Let the flowers bloom and fall, the people on the railings are empty of memories

Even when we meet, a promise has not yet been fulfilled, but we have already traveled thousands of miles

At the end of the night, the moon in the empty court is slightly chilly, and the shadows of the dappled trees are disorganized

The clothes are lightly pulled up, and we can remember that we have joined hands with each other in front of flowers

The end of the world is bleak, and the flowers are empty of sighs

It is a long time since I saw all the prosperity and I was tired of wearing the brocade clothes.

The old moon still looks like the first time I saw it

Snap your fingers and the clouds are moving around

It's hard to see through the curtains and the night winds

The red dust is in chaos

Short moments are like flames

Lighting is dark

The smoke is in the air

To send it back to the dusty world

This is the only time I have ever seen it all.

But the three thousand splendor of the eyes back to the brocade clothes tired

Clear light of the old moon is still like when we first met

Snap your fingers in years, the clouds over the dancing

Looking can not penetrate the Luo Curtain, slightly rolled up the night wind and cold

Downcast of flowers in March shocked by the rain and wind

Lamps and night brightly vaguely the language of the departed

Candle tears, think of the scenery of the who remembers

Relentless green, smoky dust, miles of the world.

When will you return to your home, but you can't help but laugh at how the years have dragged on

The song of the Ching Shang Opera is a song that makes you look back at your old friends

Let the flowers bloom and fall, and you'll remember them by the railings

Even though we met, we have not yet fulfilled our promise and have already traveled thousands of miles

The Emotionless Blue, the Dust, and the Smoke, and the People are Silent

Songs of the Searching for the Moon?

Original Song: Windy Street

Lyrics: Tutu

Sung/Post-Production: Meow☆Sauce

Lyrics:

The Moon is Unknown, Cold and Lonely

Solitary, with the Nightmare of Memories

Dancing for the Spoon, the Year of the Dancing Spoon is Long, but Embarrassed

The Spring is Over and Gone

The Moon is Unknown, the Spring is Over and Gone

The Moon is Unknown, the Moon is Unknown, and Lonely, the Spring is Unknown, and Lonely, the Spring is Unknown, and Lonely, the Spring is Unknown

It's always hard to remember the broken ping-pongs of Lok Ha-an

It's always hard to remember the wet shirts of the people of that time

It's always hard to remember the female sheep of the dogwood leaves of Lok Ha-an

It's hard to say the fate of the world can't be undone

It's hard to return to the flowers of the late spring

That it's hard to know when you're young and not know it at the time

How could you stop the hope of the fools and become the laughingstock of the world

It's hard to see the red dust of the world

The red dust of the world

Where can I find the moon in the sky

Where can I find the years in the sky

Where can I find the years in the sky

Where can I find the people in my memories

It is time to find the people in my twilight years

It is time to find the people in my heart

It is time to find the moon in the sky

It is time to find the people in the sky

It is time to find the people in my heart

It is time to find the people in the sky

It is time to find the people in the sky

It is time to find the smile on your face

It is time to find the smile on the face

It's hard to see the heart of a man climb up to the sky

It's hard to see the love of a man through

The moon is cold and the flowers are pale

It's hard to be alone in a nightmare and the memories are frequent

It's hard to look back at the years of the dance

It's hard to look back at the years of the spring

The colors of the spring are all gone

The flowers are fading.

It's hard to return to the road when you're late

It's hard to be happy when you're young and unknown

It's always hard to remember that the dogwood leaves of Luhiaan are shepherds

It's impossible to break the destiny of heaven

Moon shines on the world of the red world still

Ending song: "Shadow"

Lyrics: Chueyue Light Dust[Thousand Songs Undiscovered]

Original song: "Thousands of Seas to Cross the Ocean"

Vocals: "The Sea of Thousands"

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Singles: "The Sea of Thousands"

Lyrics:

Looking at the mountains and the river, who is the song with me***

The curtains are cool, the clouds are broken, dancing alone in the wind

The clothes are stained with autumn colors, but the goblet is embraced

That year, the Velvet clothes were in the flowers with a light smile

Listening to the sound of the willow, smiling outside the willow, I returned to Hongkong

The separation of a relationship, the drunkenness of sorrow and happiness is like a dream

PeiShui, the cold water, and the dew is heavy.

Who knew it back then

The rain has stopped and the mirror is lightly tinted red

One drunken goblet, one step to the city

One window, one section of a song that breaks up the pavilion

One flute, one path, one wind

One night of dreaming, one make-up point of the blue sky

One candle, one cold mirror, who would be the one who would share in the prosperity of the mirror lake

Operating in the moon, singing Fragrance

The river and maple paths, rolling their sleeves to sing about the end of the world.

The Qing Shang Gu Gu and the Laughing Footsteps

The Remnant of the Wind Blowing on the Sideburns

The Thousand Rivers are like a Mirror, Remembering Whose Hairpin is Half Crossed

It is Still Remembering the First Time We Met, The Clouds Standing on the Clear Blue Sky

The Wild and Crazy Thanks for the Fallen Flower Graveyard

One Goblet Drunk, One Step to the City

One Window, One Section of a Section Breaking Down the Long Pavilion

One Flute, One Wind, One Lightness of Being

The Night's Dreams, One Makeup, One Piece of Paint