Xiao er, is there any more wine? Give me another song.

An intoxicating ballad.

The intoxicating ballad is a song written by Ma Xuechao, composed by Kang Binghui and sung by Xue Shiro. Published on 202 1, 1.28. ? [1] is included in the album "intoxicating ballads" of the same name.

lyrics

If you are a fairy, you can slay the devil.

If you are a cloud, you can wander around.

If you are a monk, you can meditate with peace of mind.

If you were water, it would rain cats and dogs.

If you are a ship, you can have both.

If you are talented, you can splash ink with a pen.

If you are a god, you can tell right from wrong.

If you were me, you would know my sadness.

There is nothing wrong with being poor, but a hero is lonely.

Justice lies in people's hearts, don't be too confused.

Love and hate have many hardships, and wine and meat wear intestines.

Three poor and three rich are old, and the sky is wider and the land is wider.

People's aspirations are not frustrated, and suffering is not a disaster.

Blood drops don't bow their heads, but smile up and down.

Bao Jianfeng has been honed, and plum blossoms are bitter and bitter.

Half-dreaming, half-waking, half-crazy, he who sees through right and wrong.

The child's voice:

There is nothing wrong with being poor, but a hero is lonely.

Justice in people's minds need not be too confused.

Love and hate are many sufferings.

Three poor people and three rich people are too rich to live in heaven.

If you are a ship, you can have both.

If you are talented, you can splash ink.

If you are a god, you can tell right from wrong.

If you were me, you would know my sadness.

There is nothing wrong with being poor, but a hero is lonely.

Justice in people's minds need not be too confused.

Love and hate are many sufferings.

Three poor people and three rich people are too rich to live in heaven.

It is not a curse that people are short-sighted and hard-working.

Drop of blood does not bow its head and laugh.

The sword grinds plum blossoms and lies cold.

He who sees through right and wrong is half-dreaming, half-awake and half-crazy.

There is nothing wrong with being poor, but a hero is lonely.

Justice in people's minds need not be too confused.

Love and hate are many sufferings.

Three poor people and three rich people are too rich to live in heaven.

It is not a curse that people are short-sighted and hard-working.

Drop of blood does not bow its head and laugh.

The sword grinds plum blossoms and lies cold.

He who sees through right and wrong is half-dreaming, half-awake and half-crazy.

He who sees through right and wrong is half-dreaming, half-awake and half-crazy.