Lyrics of aunt er's "ask the immortal"

Who will pour the next cup of bitter tea before the story is finished

That year, the spring color under the peach trees dyed the branches

Sunset crow west wind lean horse

When I first saw him, I asked a little

Where is Bai Yunsheng?

Walking side by side in the end of the world, witnessing the fight of time

Through the winter and summer, a fairyland

Fate is quicksand between his fingers

Acacia carving into the years

Red and white horses carved into paintings

The moon is flawless, and the sword is rustling

Love and hate do not put down the mood, add a ray of frost hair

For whom to hold the sword and pick the flying flowers in my dream

How many sighs turn into falling snow

Who was waiting for that cup of tea later

Ancient trees sprout and wither for several years

The world is vast

He said time was like a flash

Poetry and wine as songs

Plum color is like rosy clouds, loneliness is like his elegant style

Do you remember who said Bai Yunsheng had his own family

Looking for the eyes subverts the sandstorm

Whose smile

Flowers in dreams

The moon is flawless, and the sword is rustling

Love and hate do not put down the mood, add a ray of frost hair

For whom to hold the sword and pick the flying flowers in my dream

How many sighs turn into falling snow