The wind chimes are tinkling, the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers can be heard along the ancient road. The red dust in sleeves covers my eyes, and I ride the wind alone across the Cangshan Mountains. The splendid mountains and rivers are vast, and the vicissitudes of time have depicted many ups and downs. The flowers are blooming like a brocade, and you don't know how many flowers have fallen. The years are quiet. I just want to walk hand in hand with you through this land of mountains and rivers. Birds are flying over thousands of mountains, people are disappearing from thousands of paths, the four seasons are like songs, and the world is in chaos, can anyone remember the feeling of forgetfulness in their hearts? The country is picturesque, the elegance is unparalleled, a little bit of the world of mortals, a lot of separations and separations, and the most important thing is the graceful love letter that passes through the eyes. Walking alone in the cold river, with yarrow tattoos and meandering water, the years are like running water, but it is difficult to find an eternal promise.
Deep in the bamboo forest, the years are quiet. I came here to step on the moon and study the mountains and rivers, just for the warm sunshine in your heart. The reflection of the stars is as vast as a dream. If life is just like seeing it for the first time, then the morning light will appear and the autumn water will be clear. The vast mountains and rivers have been prosperous for thousands of years. Even if there is great passion, it is difficult to withstand the passage of time. Between the mountains and rivers, like the wind passing through the ears, only the setting sun shines on people, and there is a lot of sadness. The yellow leaves have dispersed the sadness of the autumn wind, the guqin is lonely and the shadows are long in the night, the moonlight shines like water on the world, I only wish to go to the past with you. The falling flowers follow the flowing water deliberately, but the flowing water has no intention of falling in love with the falling flowers. The misty rain on the tower is just a past event in the world of mortals.
Who shared the glory of those days? The years are graceful and the world is moving. A long song sends each other away from afar, and the rest of life ends up lonely. All things in the world are like smoke and clouds and flowing water. I hope that the years will be quiet and peaceful. I will be intoxicated by the mountains and rivers and embrace you to go to the mountains and rivers together. The rich clothes and fine food are just a passing smoke in the world of mortals, a few scenery, a few past events, and what comes back is the tranquility of the heart. All things in the world are like flowers and dreams. Time goes by and time flies by. I hope you and I can taste and witness the beauty of that time together. Time flies, and time gets old easily. I only want to hold a paper umbrella with you and leave eternal traces in the passing years together.
Concept: ancient romance