Lyrics of Ke MuQing's "such a river's Lake"

[copywriter] you are in the world. You can only be happy if you want to be uninhibited.

If you are drunk and have a sword, you need not go back. If you don't forget it, you can be worthy of it.

Since I first met him when I was young, I have come all the way, and my friends are scattered and silent,

Fortunately, with you on his side, his soul returned to Mo Yanbei. This life is enough.

Don't drink until you come back

Not a cup of pure alcohol

In the world of rivers and lakes, there is no need to be happy

Why do you have to bow and leave

Still remember the first time I saw some bold words

A game in the world

There are many treacherous situations in the world

Why be gentle and modest

Now the face has changed a lot

The scabbard sword is mottled to the eye

At that time, he was young and righteous

There is still blood

How much wind, frost, rain, snow, life and death

Who is speechless with his back

Can you imagine his eyes

Disdain at the moment

If he was a coffin in Qingshan, he would be buried

Remembering my life

One cup for a drink

Mo Xueren sighs for a long time

Don't drink until you come back

Not a cup of pure alcohol

In the world of rivers and lakes, there is no need to be happy

Why do you have to bow and leave

Still remember the first time I saw some bold words

A game in the world

There are many ghosts in the river and lake

Why do you need another year's appointment

Now the face has changed a lot

The scabbard sword is mottled to the eye

At that time, he was young and righteous

There is still blood

How much wind, frost, rain, snow, life and death

Who is speechless with his back

Can you imagine his eyes

Disdain at the moment

If he was a coffin in Qingshan, he would be buried

Remembering my life

One cup for a drink

Mo Xueren sighs for a long time

How much is right and wrong

Awe begets envy

I'm happy with my sword

May the road of the river and the lake last forever

The beginning of my heart

If he was a coffin in Qingshan, he would be buried

Remembering my life

One cup for a drink

Mo Xueren sighs for a long time