The sound of prosperity escapes into the empty door and kills the world Dreams are cold, and there are several love debts in my life If you acquiesce in life and death, etc Waiting for the ring after ring How many floors of the futu tower are broken? Whose soul is broken Pain goes straight to a broken lamp and a collapsed Mountain Gate Let me wait for history to turn around When the wine is mellow, when you play a zither Rain falls one after another, and the vegetation in the old hometown is deep I heard you were always alone The mottled gates of the city are filled with old tree roots "Wait" echoed on the slate Rain falls one after another, and the vegetation in the old hometown is deep I hear that you are still guarding the lonely city The sound of shepherd's flute in the outskirts of the city falls on the wild village It is our destiny to settle down and take root Listen to the laughter of youth Envy many people The annals of history are gentle and unwilling He writes too hard Fireworks are easy to cool and people are easy to separate And you're asking Am I serious Thousands of years later, the love is deep Who else is waiting How can history not be true Book of Wei Luoyang City If you're talking to a previous life Follow the world of mortals, follow my wandering life Rain falls one after another, and the vegetation in the old hometown is deep I heard you were always alone

The sound of prosperity escapes into the empty door and kills the world Dreams are cold, and there are several love debts in my life If you acquiesce in life and death, etc Waiting for the ring after ring How many floors of the futu tower are broken? Whose soul is broken Pain goes straight to a broken lamp and a collapsed Mountain Gate Let me wait for history to turn around When the wine is mellow, when you play a zither Rain falls one after another, and the vegetation in the old hometown is deep I heard you were always alone The mottled gates of the city are filled with old tree roots "Wait" echoed on the slate Rain falls one after another, and the vegetation in the old hometown is deep I hear that you are still guarding the lonely city The sound of shepherd's flute in the outskirts of the city falls on the wild village It is our destiny to settle down and take root Listen to the laughter of youth Envy many people The annals of history are gentle and unwilling He writes too hard Fireworks are easy to cool and people are easy to separate And you're asking Am I serious Thousands of years later, the love is deep Who else is waiting How can history not be true Book of Wei Luoyang City If you're talking to a previous life Follow the world of mortals, follow my wandering life Rain falls one after another, and the vegetation in the old hometown is deep I heard you were always alone