The song of the hidden woodcutter

The bird flies away, the forest top is pale, but the spring is full of blood.

And a son, expected to see Chen hook should be old.

Far away from life, because of secluded, phase to the world fenglue.

In a moment. Mountains and rivers look back on the prairie fire night, burning sky que.

Taojiang post, Wangdi Township, dark for thousands of years.

The body conceals the border, who records is the Marquis king?

When the woodcutter returns to the pillow, the blue falls, to the flood and wasteland. Don't teach to share the old.

The sun and the moon are long in the pot.

Vertical spring finger, a grain floating rest as yesterday.

Chat comfort solution, two eyes from the beacon.

Yi Peng, and send him, the ground curtain sky, Tu Nanke.

Outside the net, fame and wealth are tied up and broken.

Cut wine, hit the cup, drunk in the boundless mountain water.

Broken shadow River pass, the ancient tune mistakenly Fangfei.

Step on the song and abandon the long clip. Smile cloud Zhui, don't see South sky north.

After years of melancholy, is it safe to go back?

He opened the world and destroyed the liver.

The wind and thunder are shining, making the soul of Kungang.

After drinking gluttonous blood, it's Xuanyuan iron.

Don't leave success behind, people will go.

Taojiang post, Wangdi Township, dark for thousands of years.

The body conceals the border, who records is the Marquis king?

When the woodcutter returns to the pillow, the blue falls, to the flood and wasteland. Don't teach to share the old.

The sun and the moon are long in the pot.