Feng Jiu Ge: The phoenix flies to nine levels and sings like an immortal.
Junbeicheng: To the south of Nancheng, there is Jun in Beicheng.
You turn on the light and look back, while I play the flute and sigh again. Light a candle, the flames are dim, and I feel happy for a while.
I met you in one moment, and my heart moved in one thought. After pouring my heart and soul into it, I found that this person was not the one I was destined to love.
Turn around, we share the bright moon but are separated by the horizon. One step at a time, the heart is broken, and at the end, a peerless world emerges, holding the alluring city in one's arms.
My beloved is not that person, he has his own fate.
Feng Jiuge: "Monoli taught me to forget each other in the world, but Beicheng taught me to help each other."