Lyrics of xiaomenglin's "sword breaking Floating Life"

Stepping on the blue boat is just the moon coming out of the river

You are still at the ferry

The sound of oars and the light

New willows in Chang'an

People in the Jianghu never leave their swords

I want to see you in the setting sun for the first time

At the moment, I miss you for a long time

Pipa seems to play the mood

Reed shore memories of emaciation

Where can I find the white head

chorus

Spring and autumn in spring and Autumn

Imprinted on the temples

Swallow this bowl of old wine

Like fire in my heart

The night rain outside the window is torrential, and the sword is tender

Only when you are in debt

I don't know when to turn back

I set foot on the tower with stars

Let the sword swim like a dragon

To break the friendship and enmity

A lonely boat bumps through the state

Thunder roars like a fierce beast, and there are still some problems in youth

Sighing that there is no reason for gathering and scattering

Just wait for him to come back to the world and hold hands with you

Main song

The maple leaves are always floating after dusk

You have counted every storm for me

At that moment, the falling flowers lingered for a long time along the current

Pipa seems to play the mood

Lost willows, lost weight

This situation causes Acacia, can't see the white head

chorus

Spring and autumn in spring and Autumn

Imprinted on the temples

Swallow this bowl of old wine

Like fire in my heart

The moonlight outside the eaves is as old as the past

Who echoed the flute for a long time

Through the end of the bamboo forest to recall the immortality of the picture

I set foot on the tower with stars

Let the sword swim like a dragon

To break the friendship and enmity

A lonely boat bumps through the state

Old road thin horse still young and loose

Sighing that there is no reason for gathering and scattering

Just wait for him to come back and join hands with you

Spring and Autumn

Imprinted on the temples

Swallow this bowl of old wine

Like fire in my heart

The moonlight outside the eaves is as old as the past

Whose flute reverberates for a long time

Through the end of the bamboo forest to recall the immortality of the picture

I set foot on the tower with stars

Let the sword swim like a dragon

To break the love and hatred

A lonely boat bumps through the state

Old road thin horse still young and loose

Sighing that there is no reason for gathering and scattering

Just wait for him to come back and join hands with you