Lyrics of Hetu's the 38th year of summer solstice

The decaying grass is moving towards the evening sunshine

Bancheng liuse Bansheng flute

Making green wax into ruby in vain

No recollection

Time goes back and forth

The slanting screen lengthens the light and shadow

Heavy colored red paint mottled the painting

A drunken farce

A dress that has been dyed all over the world

After singing the Western chamber, who is looking forward to the promise of this life

The shadow under the lamp whitewash the memory

Old phonograph brings back thoughts

A yellow letter

A pen that outlines eyebrows and feet

The coloratura is just like a melody of the old

She sighed a few times

Cold eye saw neon several parting

He also played the play of Lang riding a bamboo horse

He was still wearing the dress of overlapping flowers and shadows

He is still trapped in the dream of a long time

Sleep quietly with your clothes and ignore the day and night

The shadow under the lamp whitewash the memory

Old phonograph brings back thoughts

A yellow folded letter

A pen that outlines eyebrows and feet

The coloratura is just like a melody of the old

She sighed a few times

Cold eye saw neon several parting

He also played the play of Lang riding a bamboo horse

He was still wearing the dress of overlapping flowers and shadows

He is still trapped in the dream of a long time

Sleep quietly with your clothes and ignore the day and night

He played a play in which there was no one to share his joys and sorrows

The cold flickering candle

He shakes down the bustling air, who remembers

The people who saw off the dream are still here

Who else will accompany me to watch this old play

Who else will stop for me? Who will accompany me like clothes