Lyrics of Dao Mei's legend of Xianzi

How many people?

Ask about the legend of Xianzi

My mother once told me when I was a child

Strings are beautiful rainbows in the sky

She took the seven colors

Into our lives

She shakes the green willows of spring

She flows the blue river in midsummer

She is in full bloom

She fluttered the snow-white flowers of winter

The son of heaven is burning on the plateau

String is our hope

Xianzi is the disclosure of deep feelings in the snow

Xianzi is the soul of plateau soul

Xianzi is a Peacock flying from the sky

Oh, she threw good luck to the mountains and rivers

She was full of hada's Holy Blessing

She is burning the fire of fine wine

She condenses the golden smell of butter

She sang the colorful pastoral songs of Longda

Xianzi is the sky fire burning on the plateau

String is our hope

Xianzi is the disclosure of deep feelings in the snow

Xianzi is the soul of plateau soul

Xianzi is the sky fire burning on the plateau

String is our hope

Xianzi is the road of snow look

Xianzi is the soul of plateau soul

The string is us

Sustenance of hope

Ah, ah