Hold one's throat
Chu songs are like knives on all sides.
Hit the heart directly
All roads must not cross.
to lead to death
All the murders, tear off the disguise
Show one's edge
Eight mighty overlord flags dyed the sunset red.
Thousands of tender feelings, tears, bleached wounds
Dark clouds will crush urban buildings.
This is the battlefield where all's well that ends well.
Tears are like beads.
This is the bleak Wujiang River with broken scenery.
"Foot on the earth holding heaven.
The extinction of Bashan Eight Wastes
Burn your bridges, last stand.
Invincible and unstoppable.
Wu Zhui urged me to borrow my sword.
Who is the sun?
Heroes are like rainbows, and beautiful women are like flowers.
Who is the overlord of eternal love? "
"stagnation"
You can't cross the Wujiang River tonight.
Worried and worried.
Your skirt is like snow.
Dance-fall-
Four fields cry and half a river frost. "
"Enemies and friends have revealed the truth.
You are my only ally in life and death.
You are a tear that I can't laugh at, and a smile that I can't cry at.
You are my unspeakable longing and intangible sadness.
You are my Meiyu water town.
You are my tearful moon.
You are the fragrance of lilies full of moonlight.
You are the morning mist reflecting autumn water.
You are a fertile ground for surging power.
You are the wings that stir the sky and attract sublimation.
You are my goddess, my faith and source.
My destination, my love and my dream. "
"overlord, overlord
Choosing you is choosing tragic.
The initial choice has no final betrayal.
Even if the destination of love is as strong as death.
You are the rising peak of my lofty plateau.
You are my destiny takes a hand's lost flower lane on the ferry.
You are the lightning of happiness, penetrating the bone marrow and soul.
You are the bright star of your dreams when you reach the other shore.
You are the big gun to turn Gan Kun over.
You are the proud backbone of the collapse of Tianyu.
You are my God, my idol and my destiny.
My abyss, my enemy, my hope. "
The evening dress was covered with bloody wine pulp.
The hazy moon shadow awakened the flowers of the past.
The temple fair in spring is handsome and elegant.
The secret of flowers is revealed in a dish.
That handkerchief.
Fly like a flower
Fragrant
Iceberg said that he was nice to each other.
Painting fog and spring sounds in the same boat
Wu Zhuijian, Hero and Beauty
Ma Pengcheng enjoys the autumn wind play.
The past is like smoke.
Ambush on all sides, tears spilled on Wujiang River.
And regard the battlefield as the wedding hall of love martyrdom.
Sad reeds are ringing in the dark.
Close your eyes, tears that can't be closed.
Rouge collapses.
"Just like when you lifted my red veil.
Dizzy as a promise. "
Pull out the breeze cream
Raise your eyebrows with tears.
The snow-white neck is like a string.
The love played by the sword fairy is always sad.
The posture of self-immolation is a rotation.
China Tragic Love Statue
The string broke, the piano cracked, and suddenly it became a voice.
Run down the sword frost
A large sunset
Fragrance and death, solemn and stirring drums.
"Liu hundreds of soldiers are not worth it.
The weight of your hair in my heart. "
Cherry lips cried all over the cuckoo's sorrow.
The map is empty and the beautiful scenery is reduced to ashes.
Hao Ying's ambition is as desolate as a glacier.
Shout to the sky with your feet.
Crimson lightning suddenly penetrated the overlord.
The duet of love has always been sad.
Blood thunder dyed the Wujiang River red.
Zhu Zhui's grief hissed all over the Eight Wastes.
This black lightning
Chu and Han died of blood.
The danger of blood turning blue.
On the grave of love martyrdom
Bonuses are as thin as depression.
Listen day and night-
The hoofbeat of Wu Zhui sounded in the Wujiang River.
Now there is another flood of flowers in Yu Meiren.
Light of blood
Put eternal love and meanness
Illuminate together
(Note: Xiang Yu and Yu Ji met at the temple fair in spring. Xiang Yu is young and handsome, and can carry a tripod. Yu Ji fell in love at first sight and suddenly fell in love. Later, Xiang Yu visited Yu Ji's home. During the dinner, Yu Ji personally made a dish "Farewell My Concubine" to express her love. After his father knew it, he betrothed Yu Ji to Xiang Yu. Yu Ji fought with Xiang Yu in the south and fought in the north, and remained faithful. Xiang Yu was besieged, the hero died, and both Yu Ji and Xiang Yu committed suicide.
After Yu Ji's death, she planted a kind of safflower on her grave, called Yu Meiren. Yuji's tomb is now in Lingbi, Anhui. Xuzhou, called Pengcheng in ancient times, is the old capital of Xiang Yu. Now there is a circus for Xiang Yu's military parade in the southern suburbs of Xuzhou. )