Overseas is far away, and the clouds are far away.
I heard it when I was a child, and my mother said it was called Don.
When a child heard his name, his mother told me that he was Don.
I once dreamed that a poet named Li wrote a poem on my skin.
I dreamed of meeting the poet Li and writing poems for my heart.
But I didn't know how to read, so I went to see him.
Don't recite its words, so don't look for it.
I heard camel bells ringing and saw small traveling lights in the rain.
The sand blows camel bells, and people walk to see eagles.
Far from home, I'm afraid it's too young.
I can't go back to my hometown. My father is afraid of my Shang Qing.
Ah ... The children are reading in the morning.
Chen Xilang is very helpful.
Ah ... The bell tower is ringing.
The bell of this ancient temple is very heavy.
Ah ... I passed the temple.
Go to the front of the Temple of Heaven.
Ah ... The monks smiled at me.
Monks laugh at Buddha's predecessors.
They said there was a man named Li, who was very famous in the dynasty.
The monk said there was a Li with a heavy name.
He likes to sing poems with his friends too much, the fragrance of the earth.
Brothel fights poetry and vomits abdominal classics after drinking.
There are also wines outside the city, and Cleisthenes is ringing on the roadside in the rain.
Lu Yu Weng sells wine, and rain drains the city gate.
He said that it might be my greatest chance, and I believed that the boy would be found.
Weng Yan called Chang 'an, so he went in to see its scenery.
Ah ... I see great buildings.
This building is very poor. It's yellow now.
Ah ... Poets drink and sing.
Poets drink songs.
Ah ... I passed the palace.
In front of Daming Palace
Ah ... flowers are blooming around me.
Fan Huasheng is on his sleeve.
Ah ... I saw the Buddha touching the ceiling.
The Buddha sat on the lotus.
Ah ... I saw the emperor in the street.
The emperor welcomed thousands of people.
Ah ... I handed a lantern.
People cross the twilight zone.
Ah ... I lit up the poem on my skin.
Poems illuminated by lanterns
I saw a man in white in the rain, just like a poet in my dream.
See white in light rain, like a shadow in a dream.
He read a poem with wine, just like the lyrics of this song.
Laugh at the wine, recite poems and write poems, that's all.
A poet who wrote poems for the Tang Dynasty.
Poetry is in the name of the Tang Dynasty