Lyrics of Li Keqin's splash ink

The light you and I have wiped is dark, and the central flower is in full bloom

The folds of the curtains make the room yellow

You'll be addicted to the lies, from holiday to shopping stalls

The memory corridor is covered with the memory imprint of combing and the soup of smoking

Miss the four seasons old, the old moon mounted into the window

Don't be afraid of hand in hand

Light, shadow, sound and color all belong to splash ink

The depth of emotion spills a landscape

Once more gorgeous feelings, every second, every eye, every year, the color fades and the powder fades

Memories of this ancient Dong, a loose hand will break

Turning spring and autumn, turning back and melting in Taixu

Now I'll write a poem for years in your dream

You and I have been angry because of the quarrel shining tears

Icelandic footprints climb over the mountains

And you barely through the cold war to the coldest night

Huadu's Christmas will be like an aging face

Miss the four seasons old, the old moon mounted into the window

Don't be afraid of hand in hand evolution

Light, shadow, sound and color all belong to splash ink

The depth of emotion spills a landscape

Once more gorgeous feelings, every second, every eye, every year, the color fades and the powder fades

Memories of this ancient Dong, a loose hand will break

Turning spring and autumn, turning back and melting in Taixu

Now I'll write a poem for years in your dream

If love does not pollute, even if time flies

If you want to be brilliant in the future, how can you rely on the past

Light, shadow, sound and color belong to splash ink

The depth of emotion splashes out a landscape

Once more gorgeous feelings, every second, every eye, every year, the color fades and the powder fades

Reminiscence of this antique, once let go, it will break

Turning spring and autumn, turning back and melting in Taixu

Now I write a poem for the years in your dream

Light, shadow, sound and color belong to splash ink

The depth of emotion splashes out a landscape

Once more gorgeous feelings, every second, every eye, every year, the color fades and the powder fades

Reminiscence of this antique, once let go, it will break

Turning spring and autumn, turning back and melting in Taixu

Now I write a poem for the years in your dream

(the landscape lives in the painting)