Luan Feng Ballad

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, three armies wielding their swords, turning their hands over the clouds, who can compete with each other vertically and horizontally? Thousands of years of vicissitudes of life, the beauty of the floating world, the clouds in my sleeves, the bright moon and the clear breeze where I look back Singing, dancing and playing music in the Huang Palace, how many grudges, blood and tears are there God's will plays a trick on people. Since they know each other, why can't they stay together? Could it be because the Buddha in his previous life knelt down and begged for thousands of years? In exchange for looking at each other from afar in this life Video address: http/www.56. Com/p35/v_OTc0MTcwODA. Html