1. Gone Back - Pure Music
It is like a sound that has never been heard in ancient times. Maybe it is a lifelong dream. Outside the door is the wind and rain of thousands of years. of drifting. Tears asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing.
How many times have I meditated on the color of memory in the autumn wind? The memory comes from the sky covered with bright moonlight and is scattered in the scattered light and shadow.
2. Time Travel - Mo Ming Qi Miao
Can laughter solve a thousand sorrows? Singing while drinking, the wounded flute plays in the wind, the evening breeze blows gently. He only stayed for a moment, the wood was rustling, and he stopped talking. The waves are rolling, merit and fame, dust and soil, a handful of pure soil covers the wind. Watching flowers in silence, watching clouds rise and fall, flowers blooming and falling, that's all. Walk to a waterless place and sit down to watch the clouds rise. I don't see the ancients before me, and I don't see the newcomers after me. Thinking of the long journey of heaven and earth, I shed tears with sadness. The ups and downs in the world have become chaotic and chaotic.
3. The Maple Farewell to the Rain on the Twenty-Two Bridges - Mo Ming Qi Miao
Tonight, outside the mist, between the flowers and the awakening trees, I read ancient texts carefully and chanted poems softly. , with a classical charm, lingering smoke, a scent of tea in the air, and wisps of musical notes. The sense of taste and smell are entangled, and the words become fragmented. With the little notes entering the ears, walking in the wind, Thoughts floated in the cold night sky.
4. Luan Hong - Pure Music
The poet has passed away, and the poems have withered, but the poetic charm remains alone. It can break the long wind, and the breath can penetrate the long rainbow and fill the sky. The splendor of spring, the heat of summer, the chill of autumn, the coldness of winter, the figure in the mirror is fading, but the soul is still like a bud. After many twists and turns, the past has been sealed away but cannot be recalled. In the end, I can't overcome my faith, but I still have no regrets. , still filling the emptiness with the help of bright smiles, complicated trivial matters and some words, still feeling Yan Jidao in the dark night, "a song crows to black people and the mind is confused, beauty fades with the passing years", so I secretly lamented about the youth that is gradually disappearing. Hidden in a fog, no matter how many times we call, there is no sound.
5 Lin'an First Rain - Xiaoxu
The crows are in the forest, the flying flowers are falling, why do they fall into the dust so easily? Aren't you nostalgic for the mist of the misty West Lake in the south of the Yangtze River? The fragments of vanity are scattered all over the ground. Although their temples are not as frosty and dusty, their hearts are already full of them. Zhuangzi said, "It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to forget each other in the rivers and lakes." However, how can we forget each other thoughtfully? The peach blossoms were crushed and red all over the ground. After a quick glance, they flew into ashes and disappeared.
6. Don’t lose when the water is bright - Mo Ming’s chess is wonderful
We are so far away from each other, but we can’t get over the greed, anger, love and ignorance. Speechless and choked. All the words are lamented in the wind. The red lotuses in the human world are still in full bloom, but they are scattered into mud and crushed into dust. Who would have thought that if you fell into the world, you would be entangled in the sand for several lifetimes? I felt sad but the dream was still there. At that moment, I crushed the petals in my hand. Keep a wisp of care that is looming and without regrets, just like the thread that twists and turns thousands of times when you twist the lotus root with a smile, until you slowly grow old in the world of mortals. In the morning, with dewdrops and grass, surrounded by a dim lamp. I have become a passer-by, a traveler, just looking for a beautiful woman. What is a beautiful person? Missed the season, missed the flowers falling and blooming, missed this time and that time.
7. The Dream of a Thousand Mountains with a Sword - Mo Mingqi Miao
The rush of time has taken away a lot of beauty, and we even have no time to feel some of it. The wandering butterfly, With dreams, I wander between this mountain and that mountain, and between cities. The song comes from a distant place, the mood is all musical notes, and the sky accompanies it.
8. Frosty Moon Night-Mo Ming Qi Miao
The flowing water and falling flowers make you feel ageless. The cool air is thick, and the light rain and light smoke turn into light sadness in the gloomy air. I smell the elegant breeze outside the window and feel the heavy breath of the years. I see time whizzing away, leaving only the beautiful past annihilated by wind and dust. Together with all the fallen leaves that mourn youth, listen to a call, the falling flowers, a mixed season, where joy and sadness coexist, expectations and disappointments alternate, vitality and decay stick together. Just like this, standing on the stage of life, alone, walking among the lush green grass and green grass, playing the distant sound of the flute alone in the wilderness... The strong wind was biting, so I changed my appreciation to appreciate the fleeting scenery. Bitter.
Forget where you are, open the small letters on the red paper and listen to the songs in the distance, watch the smoke curling up, daydream in loneliness, and ask how sad you can be...
9. Palace Memories (Sunset) - S.E.N.S
It is a word that makes people cry! Why do we have to know each other before when we meet? It is a love that lasts forever; even if we meet without knowing each other, the love will last forever! I no longer dare to speak about the Jiangnan poems that are sometimes fat and sometimes thin, but are deeply rooted in the depths of my soul. As I sing throughout my life, I smile sweetly, but tears fall down my cheeks.
10. Forbidden Garden - Li Zhihui
This piece of music full of Chinese flavor really aroused my heartstrings. As the melodious melody began, I seemed to be in it, feeling the great and ill-fated fate of the Forbidden City, and the wisdom and wisdom of the Chinese people. Unyielding character, a sense of pride that I can’t express in my heart
This reminds me of S.E.N.S’s Palace Memories. Although the theme expressed is similar, the style is different. The latter is more solemn and shocking. Be stronger. . . . .
A few words cannot explain everything. I always firmly believe that what belongs to the nation belongs to the world!
11. Pipa Language - Lin Hai
There is a poem in the world like this: Once upon a time, it was difficult to find water in the sea. Some people did not understand its meaning and asked me, but I was just in tears and speechless! It’s not that I don’t know, it’s not that I don’t know. I dare to say that it was a sentence that was said from the heart. How can I explain it in words? The innocent years have helped me understand its meaning. It is the most helpless voice in the world, and the wings without pain have already flown in my heart.