The lyrics of Huang er's Ye Fan that year

Blood dyed wedding clothes, separated from Yi people

Another nightmare after a thousand years

Singing and destiny

——"Do you believe it or not?"

——Inscription

Bauhinia leaves fall a kiss, not withering is the heart

Will you be bored with the warmth of the country and the city under the shadow tree

Too late to accompany you hurt spring, you say next spring times also people

Is there an atmosphere of refusing to return at the end of this sentence

Ten thousand lights ruined the night

Who wakes huqin in the silence

The boat swaying, the dream tied

Well, you and I didn't wait until dawn

Tears dry into wrinkles, cold in history

How to define disaster as nothing wrong

And that day you should be my bride

Gilded book, silver mist

The church flowers fall at the beginning of kindness

The cicada's wings flutter like butterflies

When you jump, who is full of sorrow

Whose wine light are you spilling your blood on the long street?

Too bright crazy, too scribbled forgotten

Until who turns over the strings and dies all night

I dare not think about it again

I can't look back

The most irrelevant people leave the most unexplained injuries

The most heartless sea has the most careless waves

Life and death clamor, despair and hurry, I can't catch up like this

Well, you and I didn't wait until dawn

Tears dry into wrinkles, cold in history

How to define disaster as nothing wrong

And that day you should be my bride

When you jump, who is full of sorrow

Whose wine light are you spilling your blood on the long street?

Too bright crazy, too scribbled forgotten

Until who turns over the strings and dies all night

Bauhinia flowers and leaves are like a heart, blooming year by year with a kiss

Wild sparks set off the flourishing age of spring

If you don't want to inquire easily, maybe next spring will be back to you

Bustling asked again and again, but we are only that year's us