Song lyrics of Dong Zhen's xiaoyaotan

Years rarely silent autumn wind tired of wandering

The setting sun is hanging on the wall and reluctant to leave me

In the past, the words in the ears of the Iraqis have flowed eastward with the tide

Looking back, the past is falling with the maple leaves

Love has come to an end, hate also give up commitment

Fate admits too many humorous ideas, I can't help it

High flying, a bit worried, confidant hard to meet a few people stay

When I look back, I hear the laughter and I am drunk in my dream

Talk about the poor words, the old craziness and the present craziness

The sword is blunt, the blade is lack of grace, the righteousness is broken, the dream is broken

No one understands the footprints

I haven't seen through the red world for many years

Poetry mocks ink and makes thousands of feelings and grievances

The end of the song

The candle is still alive and the sun is shining

When tears dry, blood hidden crazy surge, snow flying into the air

Love has come to an end, hate also give up commitment

Fate admits too many humorous ideas, I can't help it

High flying, a bit worried, confidant hard to meet a few people stay

When I look back, I hear the laughter and I am drunk in my dream

Talk about the poor words, the old craziness and the present craziness

The sword is blunt, the blade is lack of grace, the righteousness is broken, the dream is broken

No one understands the footprints

I haven't seen through the red world for many years

Poetry mocks ink and makes thousands of feelings and grievances

The end of the song

The candle is still alive and the sun is shining

When tears dry, blood hidden crazy surge, snow flying into the air