Can you send some ancient songs?

Lu Hua dyed a sigh? Flying frost ink.

The sound of clouds? Fog is endless.

Did the cup touch the water? Smoke warms the piano.

Help Luan shake the wind? Lotus falls silently.

Qi Lin is in a state of chaos? The blue sky is pitiful

Fireflies hold their souls? walk to and fro

You sigh and sigh? Lie on the moon and sleep.

Listen to the spirit? Send a river lamp to Xi Xi

Far mountains and shallow mountains? Shallow fans of Lian Huamu? Night after night is cool.

Broken string? How much tenderness has been broken? Voice and melancholy

Dancing clothes? Tilt the snow streamer? A man went on strike and was injured.

Who said goodbye to the past? Don't think about it.

Far mountains and shallow mountains? Shallow fans of Lian Huamu? Night after night is cool.

Broken string? How much tenderness has been broken? Voice and melancholy

Dancing clothes? Tilt the snow streamer? A man went on strike and was injured.

Once in a thousand years, dreams pay off.

Looking at dust? Moshangsang

Audio monster-eternal life

Zhang Qiling? Immortality >

Singing: Audio Monster

Mix: throw dice

Production: Danish kroner

The clouds stopped.

Flip through the books written by time

Those handwriting are clear and fuzzy.

The wind is recording.

This unknown road

The lost horizon is at your feet.

If you forget how to get there

The wind blowing from the mountain stung my cheeks.

I saw the ending, but I couldn't hear the answer.

It's raining.

Until fire and blood fall silent

No one remembers you.

Snow can't wait.

Bury those silent secrets

Don't touch the flowers in the bones.

How many broken pictures flashed at that moment

Don't forget the silent cliff in the dark.

Hesitation and loss are the price of forgetting.

Smiling is like breathing.

The sun rises and the moon sinks in your eyes.

How many centuries have you traveled?

Pursuing the trace of existence

Who is the man in the mirror?

The strangest and most familiar

An untouchable secret

Let eternity carve your image.

At that moment, the tattoo spread on the chest.

Let eternity carry your eyes.

Looking back through the fog of lies and truth

Let eternity carve your image.

At that moment, the tattoo spread on the chest.

Let eternity carry your eyes.

Looking back through the fog of lies and truth

Hita-Every step hurts.

Every step is a wound.

Lyrics? Hate drunkenness

Compose? Qiancao county

By who? Huanyufeng

It's getting louder and louder. It's leaking? The windows are mottled with shadows

Take off the jade bracelet? Luo Mulan

What if there is a promise? Masaan

The moon becomes a new moon? Amano wine

Youth withers? Chasing waves in Kowloon

Fight? Love can be thrown away

Silhouette? Disturbance of palace wall

Xiaolongxiao? Enter bixiao

Look at the thirty-three houses

The highest is not far from hating the sky.

Purple forbidden peak? I am the master of my own fate.

What's it like? The world laments

Count 440 diseases.

The most bitter thing is not long-term missing.

Sleeves Sing autumn waters again.

Negative Zhu Yan? Lack of heart language

It's getting louder and louder. It's leaking? The windows are mottled with shadows

Take off the jade bracelet? Luo Mulan

What if there is a promise? Masaan

The moon becomes a new moon? Amano wine

Youth withers? Chasing waves in Kowloon

Fight? Love can be thrown away

Silhouette? Disturbance of palace wall

Xiaolongxiao? Enter bixiao

Look at the thirty-three houses

The highest is not far from hating the sky.

Purple forbidden peak? I am the master of my own fate.

What's it like? The world laments

Count 440 diseases.

The most bitter thing is not long-term missing.

Sleeves Sing autumn waters again.

Negative Zhu Yan? Lack of heart language

Look at the thirty-three houses

The highest is not far from hating the sky.

Purple forbidden peak? I am the master of my own fate.

What's it like? The world laments

Count 440 diseases.

The most bitter thing is not long-term missing.

Sleeves Sing autumn waters again.

Negative Zhu Yan? Lack of heart language

Look at the thirty-three houses

The highest is not far from hating the sky.

Count 440 diseases.

The most bitter thing is not long-term missing.

Less time-like a dream.

Han and Tang dynasties, songs are like dreams.

Singing? Less deadly

Lyrics? A wild goose knows the fate of autumn/a young man.

Compose? Less deadly

Arrangement? Zuyuan poverty

What happened afterwards? Zuyuan poverty

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Holding a three-foot green front

Who has the mountains and rivers?

I take my time with thousands of troops.

Laugh at heroes all over the world

Look at your threats.

I use a little trick to relax.

It is a dragon, not a worm.

See the real thing under the sword.

That's not imitation.

I look different on the battlefield.

The so-called hero is just vain.

In name only, don't want to preach.

Why don't you let go? Floating like a dream

How many styles are there? The world and * * *

Is the sound of silk and bamboo long? Cook you a bowl of porridge

By boat? Things go with the wind

I've been pursuing it all my life? hurried

Yellow face? Who can read it?

The cold wind in the wilderness? Another white winter

Listen to the distant night clock? Praise who?

Holding a three-foot green front

Who has the mountains and rivers?

I take my time with thousands of troops.

Laugh at heroes all over the world

Look at your threats.

I use a little trick to relax.

It is a dragon, not a worm.

See the real thing under the sword.

That's not imitation.

I look different on the battlefield.

The so-called hero is just vain.

In name only, don't want to preach.

Why don't you let go? Floating like a dream

How many styles are there? The world and * * *

Is the sound of silk and bamboo long? Cook you a bowl of porridge

By boat? Things go with the wind

I've been pursuing it all my life? hurried

Yellow face? Who can read it?

The cold wind in the wilderness? Another white winter

Listen to the distant night clock? Praise who?

Dongli-Xue v. Leaving Song

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River lake feud? Who can tell love and hate?

Red dust? Who can tell right from wrong?

railings

Ask the world? Who wrote the old poems?

In a dream? Who plucked the ancient strings?

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Have you seen the snow flying in the distant mountains? Snow falls and acacia turns to dust.

Snow doesn't understand the sadness of falling flowers.

railings

Waiting for love to wither like a flower

Isolobal pile

Such as missing also turned into tears.

quick

Just to find you, no matter right or wrong in this life.

A lifetime of love and sorrow.

railings

Leaving each other and remembering each other is the ending written by fate for you.

Although I have regrets in my life, I don't regret it.

railings

Have you seen the snow flying in the distant mountains? Snow falls and acacia turns to dust.

Snow doesn't understand the sadness of falling flowers.

Waiting for love to wither like a flower

Isolobal pile

Such as missing also turned into tears.

quick

Just to find your immortal soul? Half-life glitz and half-life drunkenness

railings

Leaving each other and remembering each other is the ending written by fate for you.

close

Although I have regrets in my life, I don't regret it.

close

Just to find you, regardless of right or wrong in this life? A lifetime of love and sorrow.

Is it the end of the continuation of fate that you cherish each other? Hold your hand and sigh like water.

Xuanzang-Letter from His Wife

Brick houses, old city walls, wells and lanes, and slate also smell of wine.

Zhu Qiao short sunset long waterwheel turned the brush and got on the passenger ship.

The spring river is full of cold light, and your eyes are full of lake light.

Holding an umbrella in the shade of flowers, standing by the bridge, telling me not to forget when I go back to my hometown.

The smoke from the kitchen is the smell of a whole bowl of wild vegetables when you stew soup.

Boil Robinia pseudoacacia, pour it into throat, and penetrate into intestine.

Blue lanterns shine on the wall. You put on your cold coat and sprinkle moonlight on the window.

Sleepless all night * * * I watched some red wax illuminate Haitang from the water.

When will Lang Lang return it?

Fireworks are bright in March and longer in July and a half.

From October to the wind and rain, it is cold and snowy, and you can add a dress.

Sanqiu's tunic has a bandwidth for loading other swallows.

At the age of nine, the sideburns gradually became stained with water clouds.

Lang Lang hasn't returned it yet.

I didn't forget you counted the transit boats. You broke Yang Huachen's makeup.

Look, it's over, Qian Fan. Your back was hurt by the sunset.

I didn't forget you counted the transit boats. You broke Yang Huachen's makeup.

Look, it's over, Qian Fan. Your back was hurt by the sunset.

That beam was carved with wind and frost, while it took you a long time to carve it.

That letter from home is bleak, and I have been homesick for a long time.