Lyrics of ancient poetry describing missing.

The curtain rolled drizzle to bid farewell.

There are still some old songs upstairs

You are the one with the gold thread.

I'm thinking about it now.

The bamboo umbrella is slightly tilted to cover half of the ripples.

Afraid of listening to his new year's words

Knowing that after parting, the five strings are muddy.

What did Jiang Lang do for whom?

Years are countless, so I don't know where.

At most, the world can't stay.

Only the past is like a comb wrapped in hair.

Take responsibility for nothing.

Three thousand red dust roads, less Kyushu.

What does Changan mean to me?

It has nothing to do with Qingyun Road or poetry.

Without you, there would be no rivers and lakes.

In midsummer, you leave a book and sign it.

Farewell to Chang 'an, Yiwu Township

The stream is silent, but my shirt is wet.

The gaunt years are always related.

Years are countless, so I don't know where.

At most, the world can't stay.

Only the past is like a comb wrapped in hair.

Take responsibility for nothing.

Three thousand red dust roads, less Kyushu.

What does Changan mean to me?

It has nothing to do with Qingyun Road or poetry.

Without you, there would be no rivers and lakes.

La la la. . .

Dreams are hazy, dreams are cold.

Take you home to repay my sadness and happiness.

Years are countless, so I don't know where.

At most, the world can't stay.

San Qian hong Chen Lu Chang' an home

The most unforgettable place, the most difficult to sue.

It has nothing to do with Qingyun Road or poetry.

Without you, there would be no rivers and lakes.

Do everything in the world-river map

The sword, spear and halberd are hoarse.

Who will take you to see the fighting outside the city?

Seven-fold gauze clothes spattered with white gauze and blood.

Enemy at the Gates's Sixth Army won't send it.

But goodbye is life and death.

At that time, it was thousands of times around the red line.

Marry as a person.

That scar. Whose old scar?

You can still drink tea quietly.

Crush this bustling fireworks.

A painting stained with blood

How to fight a little cinnabar on your forehead?

Covering the whole world.

Always just prosperity.

Flowers dyed red with green blood

I just want to see you cry again.

Listen to the silence of the sword

This tall building is dying and falling down.

It means peach blossom, a lifelong killer.

Who calculated the divination for you?

The perfect romance is not false.

Pipa plays on the west side of Hualou.

Warm air is everywhere. Who is in the spirit?

Color gives the soul and upside down glory.

Refuse to shine on wax.

Say you love flowers rather than childhood friends.

Finally, forget the divination.

I always protect you from the wind and rain.

The bright moon lit up the horizon.

Who finally got the cockroach?

Jiangshan neighing war horse

The silent voice in your arms

The wind blows through the heavens and the earth.

Hua Rong thanked her and became king of the world.

Climb the Nine Towers

Watching the shooting stars whisper all night.

Go back to that moment

Silent years are also terrible.

Dead vines will grow branches.

It turns out that time passes very lightly.

Dreaming upstairs and under the moon

You are still standing there.

Brush the snowflakes off the clothes.

Look at the vastness of the world side by side

Go back to that moment

Silent years are also terrible.

Dead vines will grow branches.

It turns out that time passes very lightly.

Dreaming upstairs and under the moon

You are still standing there.

Brush the snowflakes off the clothes.

Look at the vastness of the world side by side

Dreaming upstairs and under the moon

You are still standing there.

Brush the snowflakes off the clothes.

Look at the vastness of the world side by side