Entering Xuanmen alone, in order to relieve love difficulties, I only talk about the regret of youth without regrets
Stepping back to the underworld, the past is gone, only the shadow of the past is burned into my heart
Coming to Yangzhou again, I feel lovesick and sad, leaning on the railing alone against the Liuying Tower
Drunk in Xiaoxiang, thinking about it in the rain at night, expressing my heartfelt feelings during the one-sided relationship
The threads of love are reunited, and the forgotten memories are brought together. In the end, it is nothing but the origin and destruction of fate.
Blood is sacrificed to Hanlian, the south of the Yangtze River is declining, we are separated and forget about each other, and we are in trouble
Small bridge and flowing water, Suzhou and Hangzhou forget to return, and one person has to accompany them for a long time
Things have changed, people have changed, the world has returned, and I have no regrets about getting involved in grudges.
Love is wasted. I would rather make a mistake and go through fire and water for one person.
The sword of silence lasts for a long time, and when it encounters hesitation and seclusion again, how can the joys and sorrows disappear?
I have betrayed the world, and I will never be able to find my lost years again.
I have changed myself, but my persistence has always been a joke
I miss the youth I once was, the past that I can't go back to, and forget who I fell in love with in the rivers and lakes.