Goodbye Lian Ling

Chang'an hates Chang'an (Pingshui rhyme), which does not fit into the rhyme pattern Text/An Jia Qingyue Horses trample and firecrackers sound in Chang'an, The red makeup shocked the world, Jin Zhi drove out of the fortress, The cold rain slapped the door and made both eyes clear with tears. The road is far away, the mountains are high and the winter grass is rustling, The lights are on every day and every night. The mountains and rivers of other countries are marked with bright moons, Chang'an is no longer prosperous and peaceful. When the beautiful woman leaves, the building is left empty. In the past, the sound of the piano was endless. His melodious singing voice is famous all over the world, Ming pity the wind and snow and guard the isolated city.