Lyrics of Shuangsheng's spring water building blocks

Hope Qionghua flies into the sky

The wind and rain is not old

The past affects several young people

Every year is peaceful, every year is gone

Acacia in my hair

It's hard to burn the remaining smoke

If I will make this common road

Life and death

The tears that should have laughed

Can I change your voice

The dust covered sword sheath

Wandering in the world together

Fate is always in my heart

A few frowns, a few sighs, a few laughs

They are all marks of fate

The heart beat of a hundred years

Meet by chance

A long way to find Immortals

We've been relying on each other

Don't let the ghosts and gods get away with it

To leave spring water in the corner of your eyes

Hua Shao was shocked

This flower and grass is your eyebrow

A burning creed

You say it's too early

Beauty under the sword

I'll follow you

Walk a few times Naihe bridge will know this fairy road

worry about troubles of one 's own imagining

I'll be happy with my sword, and I'll smile with my flowers

Whose dream is still dim

Don't be too old to be a white head

Who wants to be immortal or demon

Great dream back to qingluan

My beloved Shu Hongzao

May the Jimo lantern pass through the cold night

The moon and your light

Open the dusty scabbard to accompany the wandering of the world

Fate is always in my heart

A few frowns, a few sighs and a few laughs are all marks of fate

The heart beat of a hundred years

Meeting by chance, looking for Immortals

Did each other's dependence, did not let the ghosts and gods cent

To leave spring water in the corner of your eyes

Shaohua was shocked

This flower and grass is your eyebrow

A burning creed

You said that fate is still early, sword also bite good

I'll follow you

Walk a few times Naihe bridge will know this fairy road

worry about troubles of one 's own imagining

I'll be happy with my sword, and I'll smile with my flowers

Whose dream is still dim

Don't be too old to be a white head

It's hard for a demon to go the same way

Great dream back to qingluan

My beloved Shu Hongzao

May the Jimo lantern pass through the cold night

The moon and your light

Dusk in the woods