Not just the lyrics of "wading in Sichuan"

I've been in the shade

The mountains are high and the waters are far away

The night rain in Xiufang

The best place to be homesick

Ah, in my dream, the city is full of smoke

Old friends are quiet and bustling

The empty cup sits on the bright moon

People in spring and Autumn

Where there is love, there is no rush

The wind at the bottom of the fan changed the frost at the bottom of the temples

It's lucky to wear warm clothes every year

There is something that is not lost but not forgotten

If we can't live together

See the snow covered sword, such as see shoulder to shoulder

Like the wind lamp in front, deep river in the dark night

The old days never die

The moon is the eye of the river

I raise my glass, willows lift the curtain

Here's to my life, beyond the spring breeze

The flowers did not wither

Ah, how many years did you travel back

Holding the candle to meet at night, the four directions are bright and extinguished

Drunk also dream also completely forget words

People on the willow bank

Where there is love, there is no rush

The wind at the bottom of the fan changed the frost at the bottom of the temples

Fortunately, it's cold and warm, so I'll wear it

There is something that is not lost but not forgotten

If we can't live together

See the snow covered sword, such as see shoulder to shoulder

Like smoke and fire, burning deep river, dark night

The old days never die