Lyrics of he Shengming's a thousand piles of snow

The last song of the TV series "zangxinshu"

Poor sky, after the full moon is missing

Jiao Jie, who couldn't stay, was buried in a thousand piles of snow

The concentric knot in hand turns into a line

Can not hold the thoughts into a thousand piles of snow

I would like to stride forward and hold my head high in the world

Life as a nightmare blurs your face

Gone through the vicissitudes of life

When we meet, it's like we don't see in the snow

The concentric knot in hand turns into a line

Can not hold the thoughts into a thousand piles of snow

I would like to stride forward and hold my head high in the world

Life as a nightmare blurs your face

Gone through the vicissitudes of life

When we meet, it's like we don't see in the snow

I would like to stride forward and hold my head high in the world

Life as a nightmare blurs your face

Gone through the vicissitudes of life

When we meet, it's like we don't see in the snow