For whom will you cry for thousands of years?
The world is broken, where to go?
Fuqin, Tiancanqin silk,
The sound of music is like brown flowing water.
Tears fell silently,
Who is the beauty breaking her heart for?
The music is sad and sweet, although it sounds beautiful, it has no soul.
His pupils were dilated, but he still forced a smile,
The soul has long since disappeared nine days away.
Fine wine and delicious food, fine clothes and fine food,
I can't bring back the soul of beauty.