Taishang Wangqingjue

The years are rarely silent The autumn wind is tired of wandering The sunset lingers Hanging on the wall, reluctant to leave me Words whispered in the ear of a former sweetheart Has flowed eastward with the sound of the tide Looking back again The past also falls with the maple leaves piece by piece love has come to an end Hate also lets go of its promise Destiny thinks it's humorous I have too many ideas that I can't control Top Gun is a bit sad It's rare to have a few close friends Looking back, I heard the laughter and was drunk in my dream Laughing and sighing, poor people in ancient times and crazy people in modern times will eventually come to nothing. The sword is dull and the edge is weak, the meaning is cut off and the dream is shattered. The road is deserted and no one understands the footprints Years of looking forward to passing through I can't see through the rolling world of mortals Self-mockery, ink exhaustion, thousands of emotions, endless resentment, sorrow for heroes At the end of the song, the person with white hair and beautiful face died Even though the candle is still there and I don't realize it, competing with the sun to make me lose weight. When the tears dry up and the blood surges The white snow is flying into the sky Love has come to an end and hate has let go of its promise Destiny thinks it's humorous .. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.