[00:00.00] 作词 : BanGs
[00:00.06] 作曲 : BanGs
[00:00.12]Baiju steps on Fangfei leisurely
[00:00.69]Bamboo hat with rain looking for green plum
[00:14.28]Luxuriant flowers on Lihua mountain
[00:15.18]Xiangzhu tears by Xiangjiang River
[00:15.93]By the bridge, the evening is falling
[00:16.59]Go to the post station to rush the wine
[00:19.65]But I haven't tasted it yet
[00:27.21]My cup is dyed by sunset
[00:35.97]A sword, a landscape poem, a cup of wine
[00:40.53]Break the grass and blow off the stars and moon to make a sword
[00:45.00]Don't chase my horsetail under the saddle
[00:58.47]If you can't ride back to the end of the world, you will be surprised by the dust
[01:01.89]The waves of the future
[01:02.37]Forget the name, who invited the river and mountain to get drunk
[01:06.75]Waiting for the ferry to return at night, waiting for the tired birds to sleep in the forest
[01:18.72]Cover the sky and sleep
[01:19.26]Liu An raises his eyebrows
[01:19.80]A small village at the foot of the mountain
[01:27.15]There are piles of fallen trees in front of the court
[01:36.27]How many times do you go around the Qingxi river outside the city
[01:37.74]I often come back late
[01:38.16]Leave half of the firewood at home
[01:52.59]I've been traveling for more than ten years now
[01:53.52]Can there be window paper reflecting the light
[01:54.48]A sword, a landscape poem, a cup of wine
[01:56.91]Break the grass and blow off the stars and moon to make a sword
[02:20.94]Don't chase my horsetail under the saddle
[02:21.93]If you can't ride back to the end of the world, you will be surprised by the dust
[02:24.27]The waves of the future
[02:24.75]Forget the name, who invited the river and mountain to get drunk
[02:27.24]Waiting for the ferry to return at night, waiting for the tired birds to sleep in the forest
[02:30.15]Cover the sky and sleep
[02:34.86]A sword, a landscape poem, a cup of wine
[02:36.18]Break the grass and blow off the stars and moon to make a sword
[02:51.00]Don't chase my horsetail under the saddle
[02:54.09]If you can't ride back to the end of the world, you will be surprised by the dust
[03:04.02]The waves of the future
[03:04.50]Forget the name, who invited the river and mountain to get drunk
[03:09.27]Waiting for the ferry to return at night, waiting for the tired birds to sleep in the forest
[03:11.19]Cover the sky and sleep
[03:11.73]Eyebrows in the morning light

作词 : BanGs
作曲 : BanGs
Baiju steps on Fangfei leisurely
Bamboo hat with rain looking for green plum
Luxuriant flowers on Lihua mountain
Xiangzhu tears by Xiangjiang River
By the bridge, the evening is falling
Go to the post station to rush the wine
But I haven't tasted it yet
My cup is dyed by sunset
A sword, a landscape poem, a cup of wine
Break the grass and blow off the stars and moon to make a sword
Don't chase my horsetail under the saddle
If you can't ride back to the end of the world, you will be surprised by the dust
The waves of the future
Forget the name, who invited the river and mountain to get drunk
Waiting for the ferry to return at night, waiting for the tired birds to sleep in the forest
Cover the sky and sleep
Liu An raises his eyebrows
A small village at the foot of the mountain
There are piles of fallen trees in front of the court
How many times do you go around the Qingxi river outside the city
I often come back late
Leave half of the firewood at home
I've been traveling for more than ten years now
Can there be window paper reflecting the light
A sword, a landscape poem, a cup of wine
Break the grass and blow off the stars and moon to make a sword
Don't chase my horsetail under the saddle
If you can't ride back to the end of the world, you will be surprised by the dust
The waves of the future
Forget the name, who invited the river and mountain to get drunk
Waiting for the ferry to return at night, waiting for the tired birds to sleep in the forest
Cover the sky and sleep
A sword, a landscape poem, a cup of wine
Break the grass and blow off the stars and moon to make a sword
Don't chase my horsetail under the saddle
If you can't ride back to the end of the world, you will be surprised by the dust
The waves of the future
Forget the name, who invited the river and mountain to get drunk
Waiting for the ferry to return at night, waiting for the tired birds to sleep in the forest
Cover the sky and sleep
Eyebrows in the morning light