Shen ye's role song

-Remember Shen Ye in Gu Jian Qi Tan Er?

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He used his life to light up the long cold night in Liu Yue. I hope Long Bingyu's lamp can also illuminate his next life. Original song: Love Song (Fish Leong) Lyrics: Miki cover: Listening to the rain at night, waking up old dreams, rippling in the lonely city, drinking frost and wind on the railing, standing up in the lonely cold light, looking up at the sky, willing to melt my soul into a heart lamp, revealing a few more rolls of residual ink, leaving no one to know how to accompany me to look at the moonlight. The years of pearly cold have passed without a trace, and my life has changed. By the green willow river, I have been cutting my eyebrows for many years. I don't ask how many people are waiting for the purple star to shine at that moment. In the story of returning home, the moonlight washes mountains and rivers, but I can't see the night arrival and sleep, and the smoke and waves reflect the color. My old friend and I have never been in a trance. I have changed my exposure, frost and waves, and I have been with you for a long time. At the end of the long road, who is waiting for rain and dew, clear Wan Li and blue sky? How many years have you not defended yourself? How many people are waiting for the purple stars to guide the way? In the story of returning home, the moonlight washed the mountains and rivers, but I couldn't see the darkness coming, so I closed my eyes. Smoke and waves reflect colors, and my old friends and I have never been in a trance. In the story of going home through the twilight, the moonlight washed the mountains and rivers, and I never saw the darkness coming again. In the dream, all the lights reflected that my old friends and I were laughing and walking together-the night of "Gu Jian Qi Tan II"

Composer/Arranger: winky Poetry Lyrics: Say Good Eel Rice Mix/Harmony Composition: Ke Singing: The sadness on the wall of the five-color stone south leaf withered vine old crow is hard to detect. Who will use taboo techniques to make noise in silence? Is someone laughing at him? The gentle wind blows Shura's cheek, but for an instant, listen to who is grandiose. Is this a fact or an exaggeration? Who is still struggling in hell? Do you remember listening to the silence under the moon? Whose ears are black, and how many times does the sunset drum? Is it a recent punishment? Memory opens the door of time. It's ticking and raining. After the bustling rainstorm, who is still guarding this abandoned ancient lonely city? The ancient lonely city blooms at the end of the night. Flowers bloom at dawn outside the city, and flying stones and sand fly. He has taken off his armor and his blood is soaked with thick gauze. What is there to be afraid of in Enemy at the Gates? The cold dusk came, illuminating the cattle thousands of years later. The lost strokes of the scroll are scattered in the sand, as if slipping through your fingers. Listen to who is magnificent. Is that a fact or an exaggeration? Do you remember who is still struggling in hell? Listening to the silence of the downwind, who blew off the ink in the ear, and the sound of the sunset drum was near punishment? Memory opens the door of time ticking, and the ancient lonely city is raining. Who is still guarding this abandoned ancient lonely city? Who is still guarding this abandoned ancient lonely city? Who is still guarding this abandoned ancient lonely city? The ancient lonely city that perished in an instant blooms at the end of the eternal night. He looked elegant and drank bitter tea, and walked into the back of the night to bid farewell to the last sunset.

Snow is born at night, and it is dark at night.

Lyrics: Jiang Meiwu composes/arranges/remixes: Xiliang Cassie &; Harmony: West Cool Kathy &; My En5n Guzheng: Lotus flute: Ice Knight Singing: My En5n Poster: Five [Singing with you] Ask the insects to know the cold, ask the youth to be warm, shake off the past, and then take me [póu]. The heart and fire refined the flesh and blood soul in the fall of the gods, and the cause and effect were not in the merits and demerits of the sages, but they were killed by the rain, and the rain was despised by everyone. I'm tired of trying my best to be a prisoner, and I won't be a prisoner. [póu] The fire of the heart refines the soul of flesh and blood. B The moon burns like a chain, and the sun is scorching [jǔ] The night is long, and it is everyone's responsibility (debate) to kill and seize the Milky Way with bare hands. I hate it, I am willing to do thousands of things, I am willing to be a prisoner, but I don't want to die. I am willing to be a prisoner, and I am willing to die. [ke] qu [qī] I'm trying to break the ice on my forehead [zhi] I believe that life and death will end in a dream. Er Shen Night's Role Music Planning: The Son is the Release of Rotten. Producer: Gongzi Wupu/Editor: Chaochao Flute: Lily He _ Crossing Bar, Eggs Fried Erhu: Chen Xiaoxian Lyrics: You Jia Singing: Xiaorong Children's Shoes CV: Fierce Meteor Mixing: Eric. Zhou Masterpiece: Cuttlefish Artist: Calligraphy Inscription: NPCCC Copywriting: The man who walked into the darkness step by step in the stream once lit up this lonely city alone like an immortal fireworks. All my thoughts in my life are just for a city and a nation. Until high above the sky, the light of generate gradually faded at that moment, and the last fireworks in the city finally turned into nothingness. Night rain. Finally ... it stopped. Words: the ancient dust has not fallen, the lonely city is cold and locked, and the faint galaxy is gradually dying and disappearing. The cold snow and rain in Ryutsuki fell on the road at night. Who won't come back? Cups will reflect the first snow and melt the wine. Cool thin (Bo Er-sheng) drinks this bitter and lonely heart, and his ears will ring like a fleeting sound. But how can I find out the monologue that how many people in the world can know that my birth and death, decline and glory are fate and fire? Things are impermanent, right and wrong are determined by heaven, and there is no turning back if I persist? We will live to see the end of this fate and the end of heaven. Text: The cold, snowy and strange Mao Mao rain in Ryutsuki falls on the wide road in the night. Who is not a guest? Clear sky, Xiao Yun, washed, traced back to the moon, sprinkled light, flowers in the mirror like a dream, chasing shadows, flowing, not crossing the world. Silence may be just another kind of telling or a burning sentence in my heart, but the sky is empty and vast, and humble passers-by or a few inches of missing have left a faint dust on the sea. Fireworks and scattered burning all the choices until the rain stops forever.

Lonely moon

-The legendary sword sinks into the night.

Selected Songs: Planning of "The Ending": Mu Lyrics: Mu Singing: The Late Period of Uniquely Matchless: Clouds are few, Artist: Fingertip Kiss-Whispering-Xie Yi: My Master-He is an extraordinary person. Regardless of cultivation, ingenuity, courage or responsibility, in my opinion, even today, I still won't think about the second person. Just like the lonely moon in the sky ... out of reach, the ice is like frost, but it is a long cold night ... the lonely city is full of cold nights, and the cage is full of smoke, and this life is frosty. Whoever holds an umbrella, the sigh of the old friend dissipates separately, but seeks to live in peace and security, and does not understand the consternation and grievances of the world. I am a joke (error: misunderstanding here). Who can ask whether the blue sky is full of joys and sorrows, and who can say that * * * the moon shadow sleeping in Ryutsuki used to be a dream circle at night (circle: here refers to the full moon). The sea has turned into a sea of mulberry fields, with white heads. So who did not change his original intention, but wrote down the years? Who created the eternal night? It's hard for me to write it, but now I stand at both ends of good and evil. The past is thousands of miles away, and I can't see the night: in this boundless floating world, is there really one thing that belongs to me and exists for me? Is there even one person who is my soul mate, life and death and * * *, and never leave? Ask who is floating in the sky, who is pity, who is holding the sword between right and wrong, who is persistent or just persistent in right and wrong, you don't need to argue the truth. You have to ask who can stand side by side with me in the world, who knows my mind, and who is willing to live and die with dreams and fantasies for one hundred years. Who does not change his mind about the years, but writes down the fleeting time? Who is the beginning of the eternal night? It's hard for me to write, but now I'm on both sides of good and evil. The past is thousands of miles apart, and I can't see the night: the sunset finally sets in the west ... it's like waiting for thousands of years, which is exhausting. The night is coming, bringing a long silence and nothingness ... whose heart refuses to change in the deepest part of the darkness, making it a colorful dream? Who does not change his original intention, but writes down the fleeting time? Who made it the beginning of the night? It's hard for me to write, but now I stand at both ends of good and evil, and the past is far away from me.