2. If you persist in dying, who will exhaust this life just to wait for an untouchable love?
If you let go of your obsession for more than two thousand years, will there be tears as a souvenir?
3. If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, when can we meet in harmony?
I only caught a glimpse of you, but I caught a glimpse of a dull and far-reaching attitude towards life. Relax, relax, I will never be dominated by everything. I am alone in the turbid waves, and I only want to die holding the bright moon. There is a withered tobacco and a white mustard on the river.
5. A song becomes a lament. You said you should never forget it, and then spend a full moon. Sedimentation becomes a disease, and there is no cure.
6. Listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.
7. The wind strings and the yueqin plant flowers and trees in your heart, practice meditation, play another song, bounce off the wrinkles on your forehead, and break the calluses in the world. Even if the years are late, it is more like a lotus.
8. One flower and one world, one leaf and one pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.
9. With a lamp on, I stand as a thousand-year-old landscape, without tears or heartbreak. Dreams fall into dust, and there are several cycles in the air. Hazy drizzle, dust margin like smoke, several times, how many past events are like a dream like smoke, how many memories are shallow, and how many sorrows are condensed among them.
10. I am used to drinking a pot of moonlight wine and counting the ups and downs in the moonlight. How many times, I leaned against a tall building and took the night. It's just that I'm not used to not having your smile. Time flies, without you, He Huan failed to live up to the Sixth Hospital.