Pan Yuxuan's lyrics of "where is the lonely house tonight"

Where is the lonely house tonight

The original song "may I have a heart"

Produced by Canghai Changge

[Lyrics]

In the past, I broke a window in Bashan dream to stay in the rain

It's a hundred miles of decaying clouds on the top of the river and the grass fighting for no cover

I turn my horse to frost hoof to destroy qianshanjingyu

After chasing Sanping, no one knows my shadow

I saw the fallen pear standing on his back in front of the court

Only now the flowers blow away, the cicadas end up in sunshine and the forest is empty

Pedestrians are not interested in listening, pointing to a flag in the distance

This is the third part of the land where smoke and willows are mercilessly blowing green

My lonely night has another season of cold light

Reminiscence of insects outside the post office

Who will join in the grand event

After drunk, I read the tides I heard outside the mountain

I'd like to use the rest of my life to write a preface to my love

Borrow the paper full of flowers to give you a way back

When the spring snow covers the flat snow

I am still in cold clothes and umbrella till dawn

I'll wait for you to collect the pen

I used to catch the pen and paint you not all the time

Lean on the green plum and count every cloud

The old carved windows hide your drunkenness

Warm with the young mind a word of a wish

When to leave the two places

After you left Qingxiang hometown, there was more than endless heavy rain

There's not a word to go back

Turn around, close the curtain, and live for one person

My lonely night has another season of cold light

Reminiscence of insects outside the post office

Who will join in the grand event

After drunk, I read the tides I heard outside the mountain

I'd like to use the rest of my life to write a preface to my love

Borrow the paper full of flowers to give you a way back

When the spring snow covers the flat snow

I am still in cold clothes and umbrella till dawn

My lonely night has another season of cold light

Reminiscence of insects outside the post office

Who will join in the grand event

After drunk, I read the tides I heard outside the mountain

I'd like to use the rest of my life to write a preface to my love

Borrow the paper full of flowers to give you a way back

I'm waiting for you to leave a letter on the snow

I am still in cold clothes and umbrella till dawn

I'll wait for you to collect the pen