In the troubled times, wars and smoke are everywhere, and above the nine states, there are warriors and horses...
The distant flags filled the sky with anger.
The roses on the feather fan are blurry and scratched everything
The flowers grow under the ground, the flowers wither, the flowers fly and the flowers are scattered; stepping on the iron hoof, come and go, twists and turns, and get drunk.
Wandering together for eternity
Zhuge and I were drunk for thousands of years
Jinlanzhi, the wrong eyebrow was folded
Bai Shengxian, Hengma battlefield
The sad frost is still red
The remaining broken army is unruly and unruly
My hair is tangled and black, still wet with wine.
Silhouette printed on the broken window——
It is said that who is picking on you? It is in the city gate.
The sparse past has been forgotten
That's all, the common people in the world
Look around and worry about everything
The kudzu grows with thorns and spreads over the field
Who else will hold up a lamp at night to ferry me back to their home?
Smiling like crazy, the rise and fall of last year
Looking up at the sun, moon and stars
All the things in the world spilled wine into the other side of the fishing fire
The dusk is about to fade away, and it's time to wait until the sun sets in his year
The two hearts are so confused that they can only capture Luotuo. The clouds and smoke are all gone.
Why does the world need me to return with my heart and soul?
Who knows! Who knows!
Stop it
Stop it