Lyrics:Dongfang Bei
Arrangement:Chen Houhua
Singer:Wan Yuchao
Who wrote the butterfly into a monument
Who waited for a thousand years in a thousand years
There is always a dream of the red dust
Why ask about what is right and what is wrong
Throughout all the changes of the world, more to know that there is no remorse
Who turned the heart of the flower into tears
Why do you know that you have to be a good person in the red dust?
Who will always be with you in your dreams
Life is a drink
How can I get drunk
The past is a cloud, so let's face it frankly
The cold tears are blowing in the wind
That's how it feels to be parted
How many frosts and how many heartbreaks
How many helplessnesses are experienced in a long time
The falling flowers are like a stream of water
What is it like to be parted?
It's only when you realize the preciousness of the flower season
How many searches, how many burdens
How many landscapes, you're still the most beautiful
Who has turned the heart of a flower into a tear
Who has been following you forever in your dreams
Life's wine
However, it's still a drunken one
Passing by the past, we've got to be frank and open to the world
The tears of the cold ones The wind blows
To know the taste of parting
How many frosts, how many heartbreaks
How much helplessness is experienced
A song of red dust on the stage
Fluttering flowers, like running water
To know the preciousness of the flowering period
How much searching, how many burdens
How many landscapes, still you're the best
The wind is blowing, and the wind is blowing, so I'm not sure how I'm going to be able to face the wind. The cold tears blowing in the wind
To know what it's like to be parted
How many frosts, how many heartbreaks
How much helplessness, how long it takes to experience it
The falling flowers are like running water
To know the preciousness of the flowering season
How much searching and how much burden
How many landscapes, still the most beautiful
How much searching and how much burden
How many things are still the most beautiful
To know how many things are still the same?
How many landscapes, you are still the most beautiful
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