Lyrics of xiaoqu'er's "the world is like a dream"

Since ancient times, the prodigal son has been enjoying the breeze

Flying snow in my clothes, playing the piano and looking at the sea of people

Pluck the string and wait for the high platform, you come here with your horse tied

How can the intersection of eye waves ripple the sea of heart

I caught a glimpse from a distance

Frowning and laughing, looking at the sea of clouds

The world is full of colors

It's not as good as the evening wind

Qiandeng streamer beside Qinhuai River

Looking at the water side by side

A cup of wine and a meeting

Why not have a short night

When drunk, the moon is dim, a pair of flying insects are in a hurry, but "the world is like a dream"

I'll take the fragrance and be romantic. I'll sweep the world full of troubles

A crane steps on the rainbow in the clear sky

You look back at the parasol eyes and reflect my double pupil.

Floating on the snow, riding on the wind, passing the light at dusk

The bright moon hanging in the sky is not as vivid as you

On the end of the world

I sing the sunset

The spring breeze scattered thousands of gold like clouds

At a glance, the birds are stranded

In the twilight, heaven and earth compare with each other

Flying wings to the blue sky

Only a word never spoken to anyone else

"I'll accompany you with the wine in the world"

Another story of Cheng's mountains and rivers telling Zhong ronghua's vassal that "the world is like a dream"

Through heaven and earth Hongmeng spring and autumn together, throw away the gathering and scattering turbulent

A crane steps on the rainbow in the clear sky

Your back is leaning against the Wutong eyes, reflecting my double pupil.

Floating on the snow, riding on the wind, passing the light at dusk

The bright moon hanging in the sky is not as vivid as you

If you hold a solitary lamp and count it carefully, I will give you the world of mortals

Or is it the day when one side of the armored battle is tired of ups and downs

To spend the rest of one's life

A crane steps on the rainbow in the clear sky

You look back at the parasol eyes and reflect my double pupil.

Floating on the snow, riding on the wind, passing the light at dusk

The bright moon hanging in the sky is not as vivid as you