The story of Qianqiu and Niange...
The woman is dressed in fire-patterned cloud clothes. A long sky fell.
The true fire of praying lotus behind pure white. Long songs are sung but few are heard.
When two women met and got to know each other, was it guided by a miracle or by fate?
Qianqiu dances on the stage, but cannot surpass the fate of holding a shackle;
The song of the year is uninhibited, but the wall is not broken, but a red thread is sure to shine again.
——"How to bury the passing light, how to bury the passing light, in the dream the poplar flowers fall and the heart is broken."
Hao Tian Yang's watery face,
Song Hai Mulang Tian.
Dance for a thousand years,
Reincarnation is prosperous and desolate.
Lotus blooms on the red soil,
Floating plum blossoms.
Visitors from Beijing every year,
Sheng language sings to heaven.
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The Story of Grace·Li Yu·Qinglianxue
Who smashed another moon in the sea?
In a drunken dream, I laugh and sing for a long time
Who is blowing the willow leaves on the sea again?
In June, the sky is covered with snow
Thousands of people fought several battles, the Qinhuai River turned red at night
Don't look back, a hundred years of lovesickness is hard to explain
But looking back, I swallowed for the sound of the flute between your fingers
Looking back again, the plum blossoms will not fade away
How Many Years of Life and Death Sword Gelie
Ask the world who can control birth and death
Who is looking up at the sky full of green lotus snow?
Who is whispering goodbye again?