Cup of snow - wilting face
Original lyrics: Gongzi Chu (recited from a poem by Cang Yangjiazuo)
Adaptation: Finale
Tunes: Shushan Online - Emei Golden Dome
A cup of tusu wine, a tall thank you to the linden public
Too much haste, the sky is changing, I'm sorry for the name of the old man
Three years.
The night rain beats the golden lotus, the rouge washes the old monk
The spider's trousseau is a mirror, and the beauty's prick is a well of green threads
Cups of snow cook the heroes in the gap, and they are comforted by the life
Transferring cups to the winter of Moling, and the starry sand paper, and borrowing the red lamp
People talk of the bridge beside the stagecoach, and the leaves of the cymbidium orchid stop the wind
It is only by straining the mud in the water, and by draining the guts of my liver that I walk
Independence is quiet in three places, and I have been free from the ministers.
I want to shoot to the sky and break the dome with my five strings
I hope you will touch my top and bow and xiao to meet the former alliance
I will hold the green silk for you and go down to Emei and sit down and tune the pianoforte
The wind will blow at the end of the sky and the sleeves will be wide in the air
Wishing Changsheng a song that will humiliate him
Renouncing the poem:
I have been worried that I have been too fond of you and have lost my faith, and I have entered the mountains for fear that I might be parted from the city.
There is a way to make the world a better place, so don't let the world down.
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Attached: original lyrics.
Cup of Snow - Fading Face
Lyrics: Gong Zi Chu
(Recitation:
Since my concubine was so beautiful, I have been with the king to hunt the wind and dust,
What do you know about the battle of Gaixia, which sent off the Longtou chanting,
Chu song fills all the four fields, and the Han moon gathers the three armies,
Jun's spear is pointing to the sun, and my concubine's hair is in chaos,
The wide sleeve dances in the dangerous tent, and the swept temples remember the first heart,
What is this?
You have fought a thousand battles, and I have been tired for ten years.
You have cut your throat, and your tears are all over your skirt.
The moon is full on this eve, and I will pay you for it. ......
A cup of tusu wine, and a high climb up to thank the Lord of the Lime.
Too many years of worrying about the change of the sky, and not knowing the name of the man I left behind.
Three years.
I want to shoot at the sky and break the dome with my five strings
I hope you will touch my top and bow me down
Peaches that burn are prone to premature death and easy to drift away
Living in a place where moss grows, I have given up the crown and the title, but not the name
I have a book in my chest and the jianghu market is known to be strong
I will hold a green qi for you and go to Omei, and sit down and tune the sheng
The cool wind comes at the end of the day, and my sleeves are wide, and my sword is red.
What can be done in this world? I will not fail to fulfill my promise.)
Note: The poem "Since the Concubine's Ronghua" is a poem by Xiao Lime.
Singer's name: Deep Autumn
Song title: Flower Falls into Mud, Spring Hasn't Died
One Night's Spring Snow and Spring Cold
Qin and Jin, family and country are in turmoil
First met in front of the Donglin Temple
The red dust has been broken in the past
Flower Falls, Flower Shelves, and Clouds
The wind, the moon, and the wind are not valued at all
The old sorrows on the pillow have disappeared a bit
The old sorrows on the pillow have disappeared a bit
The old sorrows on the pillow have disappeared a bit.
The smile on my face moves the flowers of spring
Ten miles of fragrant wind, the past is gone
Not a fish, I don't know the Zen of the fish
Lying down and listening to the head of the river, the world is free to see
The heart is as clear as water, the color is empty
Sixteen years of hatred has broken people's intestines
Returning to hide the fly and show the sharpness of the blade
Jade face nine turns of resentment into love
I don't know for whom I am afraid of tomorrow.
Since we met, we've been living in the wind
But I don't have any worries
The curtains are half rolled up and the candles are in the shadows
The soft couch is wrapped around the hair and the sleeves are full of sleeves
A thousand waves and ten thousand ravines, the eight kings competing for the same show
Not to be disappointed with the hand of the clouds in his life
Top of the mountain, I lost a spouse, the sails went away, the water flowed in the empty water
We are sad now and we are sad to see you again after we say goodbye
The sea and the sky is wide, and the sky is wide, and the sea and the sky is wide. Where can I find peace?
The past is a thousand times a dream
It's up to me to decide what to do and how hard it is to leave it behind
Gathering with the head of the day is all about old times
Drinking with you for 36,000 games
The moon and the wind are clear, and the clouds are high
Things are all set in stone, so who is weak and who is strong
We need to be let go and be wild with our children
Flowering has become mud, and spring hasn't died yet
There are tears in the sand, but there is no doubt that they have been there since the beginning. Tears of Cinnabar
Lyrics: Xia Yike Dong Yiling
Lead the song and whistling long cloud sword to test the world, white clothes stained with frosty Hua
Years ago, under the shade of the drunken flowers, the red face of the moment, the diamond flower tears of Cinnabar
We still remember the song in the prosperity of the dream of fireworks, by virtue of who is wrong to be attached to
Huanghe Lou empty depression, detained in the end of the day, the youthful silk has turned into white hair
The passing of time to change, by virtue of the love of the memory
The bridge by the stage, low-eyed ears, and the strongest, and the most beautiful, and the best, and the most beautiful.
The Cranes' Words
Tears fall from the window and spring returns
The spring winds blow all the joys and sorrows of the world
Drunk by the spring rain, when will the drunkenness return
Spring swallows return, and when will they return, they will be alone in their thoughts
Pear blossoms begin to show their stamens on the branches of the March branch
Last year's Lantern Festival was held on the Qinhuai Floating Boat
Recently, I could smell the fragrance of the powdered daisies, and hear your piper's voice
I started to dance and move around and play with the neon dresses lightly.
Even though my past life has been turned into ashes, I still have no regrets about my love for you
I wish to be with you in my life
I wish to be with you in my life
Thinking of the Nameless
Lyrics: Sophia
Music: Shui Liuli "Love Fate"
Sung by Qingling
Memories of the production
Green Ruoxi Qi Shui Ripple
Jun from the long Chi Chi
Heart worrying about it
Only to send with the wind
Please with me
Earth and sky white head
Smell of the old days
Wind never stop
Take away all the sorrow
Previous dust and dream far away
Pity the person in front of me today
Never let go again
The blue mountains are standing in the middle of the sky
Walking by the clear stream in the village
Pity for the namelessness
Looking back this day
Konghou is singing under the moonlight
Three people are in the same shadow
A thousand years have passed
Waking up from a dream, the people have been thinning out
Green and cypress boats rise up
They follow the wave and go with it.
It's also a river
I don't remember the five states
Please be with me
White head in the old days
The wind never stops
Bringing away all the worries
Smelling of the old days
The past is a dream that goes away
Pity for the person in front of me
Never let go of me
If you have a dream, you'll never let go of it.
Sung by: Xinran
The ambition is always higher than the sky
The lonely geese fly to the north and break the road
Old years of fun and frolic, but now the galloping whip laughs
Look at me bending my bow to shoot a great eagle
Light steps and a long whistle of the horse whistling in the wind, the dust and sand wildly proud
Searching for the fragrant grasses, smoky wind and the flowing bridge, who remembers the way to go home
The song of the Qing song and the drink.
With the wind, we break through the dusk, and the sun shines again
The sound of the qiang pipe makes us old, so we must not sigh for our youth
Where is the smoke rising from the green hills in the distance
All alone and unruly, free to live and die, the grassland is ours to laugh at
The wind and the grass, the ambitions of ambition, always wanting to compete with the sky
On the old days, when I was a boy, but now I'm a horseman, and the whips are laughing, and the wind and the dust are all in my favor.
The horse whinnies at a canter, the wind and the dust and the sand are all wild and proud
The wine is sipped in song, and the swords are sharpened on the field
The ambition to ride the winds and the grass, the ambition to reach for the heavens
The geese fly north, and the road breaks down
The fun was fun in old times, but now it's all about the whip and the laugh
See how I shoot the great dagons with my bent bow
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