Lyrics of Deng Jie's fireworks easy to cool

The sound of prosperity

It's killing the world

The dream is cold. I've been wandering all my life

How many love debts

If you default to death, etc

Wait around

Another ring

How many floors of the pagoda are broken

Whose soul has been broken

Pain straight to a lamp

The collapse of the Mountain Gate

Let me wait for history to turn around

The wine is mellow

Waiting for you to play a guzheng

It's raining

The old hometown has deep vegetation

I heard that

You are always alone

Mottled gate

Clinging to the roots of old trees

On the stone slab

What reverberates is waiting

It's raining

The old hometown has deep vegetation

I heard that

You are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of pastoral flute in Suburb

In that wild village

It's our destiny to take root

Listen to the laughter of youth

Envy many people

The history book was gentle and refused

Too hard to write

Fireworks are easy to cool and people are easy to separate

And you're asking

Am I still serious

A thousand years later, I'm deeply in love

Who else is waiting

How can the history of Qing Dynasty not be true

Wei Shu Luoyang City

If you're in a previous life

Follow the world, follow me

A life of vagrancy

It's raining

The old hometown has deep vegetation

I heard that

You are always alone

Mottled gate

Clinging to the roots of old trees

What reverberates on the stone slab is

Wait

It's raining

The old hometown has deep vegetation

I heard that

You are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of pastoral flute in Suburb

In that wild village

It's our destiny to take root

The old hometown is full of rain and vegetation

I heard that you are always alone

Mottled gate

Clinging to the roots of old trees

What reverberates on the stone slab is waiting

It's raining. It's raining

The old hometown has deep vegetation

I heard. I heard

You are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of pastoral flute in Suburb

In that wild village

What's the root of fate

We

What's the root of fate

We

Listen to the sound of rain in Jialan Temple

eternal