Moss on the green slate
I followed her from afar
Full of blood
Who dislikes the charm of Guqin
The stage with red lights
You can die for the rich
The missing of spring gone and autumn flowers falling
The dregs of bitter cold
The cold spring wind can't blow away, I will never die with a smile
Only a full moon around the heart
Listen to the song and hold your head high
Sobbing gently for a long time
Flowers fall like snow, no more
The cold spring breeze blows immortality
There is only one moving song to solve the sorrow
Listen to the song and hold your head high
The end of no turning back
Two springs reflect the moon
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