Another year of MC

Another year's snowflake, how can we not see him,

It's strange that the wine is too pompous. It was still in the restaurant that year

They're all fighting, and the blood's gone

How to float, how to scatter, how can others see

Snow, floating for many years, to you and me

I blame you for being so pitiful. Bai Baixin's fate in the next life

Once upon a time, there was an empty saying that I would have white hair all my life,

A certain year, a certain month, a certain moment, for whom did he snow

How come it's snowing again? You really don't know,

How much more? And. I can get out of the wilderness

Looking at the bright stars. Ambition is not broken.

Blame me for climbing too slowly, not worthy of this praise

The moon climbs up the starry sky. I am still in whose heart.

Then with the cold wind. Let me shout again

Dare not claim to be an alternative king, dare to kill to the frontier

How dare you call yourself a man if you want to stop being crazy

I drink and sigh freely. Look at the snowflake, the wind shakes,

This prison in the world. That will keep me in this crowd

A brush of ink asked Jiangnan, who is playing heartbroken song

Blame all this too suddenly, blame me too ordinary

Holding the river and mountain in hand and asking all directions, what are you arrogant about

I'm standing in the center, so I'm going to be the light

How many times should I shout before you remember who I am,

Snow white eyebrows a few times. You've only been with me for half your life

If life is just like the first sight. How many infatuated

How many deceit, can fulfill my wish

Let the world know how proud I am.

I said, I want them all. We need to circle the dragon

Not for the river geometry, just because of the time wasted

Not for the rest of my life, just for the mountains and rivers

Don't ask me how far I'm going. Don't ask me when I'm going to die

Even if the road ahead is too dangerous, I will choose Wang Lu

Snow sealed nine thousand miles, did not seal my pen

When will the wound be washed and when will the soul be broken again

That piece of music has written how much I love

I want to say that I've been here. How dare you call yourself invincible

How many people blame me for being too young and too publicity

I can't let go of my flesh bag. I'm proud to be in my chest

Where are the snowflakes flying? They float to the tomb of beauty

This is still the way to come