Lyrics of Chi Nian's "that year 20"

Twenty years ago

——"Today, we stand up against each other and are brave."

"Rock or platform, valley and mountain"

Now, it's full of dust.

When we meet again after a long separation, we are still on the same shoulder,

Sword shadow ink light, finally hard to see is, then old face.

Once invited in front of Huashan Mountain, when the new flowers of flying catkins fall green inkstone,

Ask the wind and snow, may be all, for the first testimony?

Road, intersect do not have to say much, so in front of the mountain, cold snow knot chain,

"At that time, it was famous all over the world, full of spirit, with the south wind blowing in half. "

A thousand Li Road, or a vast river, once you join hands, you can walk all over.

I'll meet him again,

One eye, one brush, one sword, one face, one eye.

At that time, when he was young, he did not know his dream,

I don't know the best dream in front of me,

This mountain and river, vertical Town, heaven and earth, difficult to save the old time.

At that time, I said that I was merciless, but I cherished my youth's affection,

It's a journey to glory,

What we owe is a lifetime.

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So far, new friends are still like clouds,

Each of us has his own destiny.

Such as the old clouds, scattered or gathered, gradually fade out,

Only then can we know that there is no permanence in the world.

With you, Chang'an fast horse, whip into the flowers.

At that time, it was just a joke. Later, it was a stranger in the dust,

I dare not listen to this story with others,

Fear makes the world dream.

One dream is that youth is not old,

A dream of the south wind, mountains and rivers is still early.

I was surprised to see you again. I was surprised to dream of holding a sword,

In another year, the wind and snow will be cool and thin, and the Qingyan will be in winter.

Later, in the crowd, the list was unveiled,

I hope his name ranks first.

The one who left his name on his side is no longer him, but a young man in Huajian.

In the Star Tower, the anecdote only talks with laughter, and is wrinkled by the south wind,

The rest is only left. After a long time of regret, it is difficult to export the word of apology.

Since then, there has been no south wind,

Blowing into the mountains and rivers, a dream.

Only to the mountains and dangerous peaks;

There is also no Yuan Wei sword. It's only for you.

There are no more than seventeen people.

After that, we met again in shuangmeng town street,

The willow is green.

Yangzhou Taiwan is still full of people, but no longer familiar with the face.

When old friends see each other, knowing each other is like not knowing each other.

When the ink is waved, it falls into the pupil without words or waves.

You can still remember that at that time, there were four earthquakes at the bottom of Tianshan cliff,

I'm afraid it's just me,

Afraid of forgetting everything, I read it every year, hoping it would be like yesterday.

At the end of the day, the only way to be merciless is not to let you down,

Since three years have passed in a hurry,

I'm not afraid of another half of my life.

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