When the moon stops, the song hall under the cloud
Reflecting the fragrance of amber
It's like sighing, but it's silent
We know that the night is long and we are sad
The past make-up
Even if the South wood is covered, it will be cool
My dream is not true, my love is not complete
Peach blossom in bowl
Red sleeves stained with blood
The sword becomes a pair because of the simple hand's tears
Ukiyo painting does not know how to wash Qinglian but not demon
I'm not ashamed of my family
Luan candle swayed the gilt spring room
Lift xipa and look at meijunlang
How can the hero lose the battle
And all the jade grains are red
Smoke and beacon fire
Swords and soldiers kill the last chapter
To die is to pay for the wrong love
It's hard to even participate in business
Red sleeves stained with blood
The sword becomes a pair because of the simple hand's tears
Ukiyo painting does not know how to wash Qinglian but not demon
I'm not ashamed of my family
Yesterday, like sand, the river has passed away, and now I'm here to celebrate
How many infatuated butterfly love flowers and white jade frost in tears
Red sleeves stained with blood
The sword becomes a pair because of the simple hand's tears
Ukiyo painting does not know how to wash Qinglian but not demon
I'm not ashamed of my family
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