The lyrics of special favorite

Drum cold extinguishes candle, lamp cold day swallows with array

A word becomes a prophecy, a magic word really hears the string sound of puqin

Lu fanchen's hunting fire around the lonely city

Taoyuan is back to the south from spring

Sighing and hating hurt the soul

The rain at night and the cold in spring

Who knows Sirius as an old friend

Orchestral signs return to soul

Shake the red ground, break the awning and caress the armor like snow

Why not bury the dead with wine on the green hill

It's just that you believe the wrong person when you have white hair

Drum cold extinguishes candle, lamp cold day swallows with array

A word becomes a prophecy, a magic word really hears the string sound of puqin

Lu fanchen's hunting fire around the lonely city

Taoyuan is back to the south from spring

Sighing and hating hurt the soul

The rain at night and the cold in spring

Who knows Sirius as an old friend

Orchestral signs return to soul

Shake the red ground, break the awning and caress the armor like snow

Why not bury the dead with wine on the green hill

It's just that you believe the wrong person when you have white hair

Who knows Sirius as an old friend

Orchestral signs return to soul

Shake the red ground, break the awning and caress the armor like snow

Why not bury the dead with wine on the green hill

It's just that you believe the wrong person when you have white hair