WangXian

WangXian

WangXian

In the flying flowers, the face is covered, the wind drifts for a yearfēihuā lián bì fēngliú yì niánshào
Lonely and sad, spring tidegū sū yòu fàn chūn cháo
The group of phoenixes hides in the cloudsqún fēng yǐnyǐn yún shēn chù
Facing each other, there is a hint of sorrowyánmián zì yǒu xiāngsī dào
People come and go, with a smile in their heartsrén suī qù bīngxīn wèi xiāo

Passing by the sound of the pipayǔguò pípá qiào
The bamboo is high and the leaves are thin, who is followingzhú gāo lüè tiāo suíshǒu pāo shéi jiēzhe
All kinds of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy are all embraced with a smilegè zhōng suān tián rìhòu dōu fù yīxiào

Originally, the affection between the strings is just humanyuánlái chén qíng jù shì jiù rén
How can the moving heart be comparedliáodòng xīnshì rúhé néng bì chén
With you, blowing the dust, happy and sadyǔ nǐ yī qū chuī chè huān tóng hèn
A thousand miles away, still trueqiānfānguò hái tiānzhēn

Saying casually, together with laughter and jokesdào shuō suíbiàn yìqì hé xiāoyáo
Deep inside, it's all wavesshēnhòu què shì tāotāo
The eyes are jumping, the sky is clearyān shuǐ tiáotiáo gòng qīngzhōu
The clouds are calm, the fire is brightyún píng dēnghuǒ jiē tiān zhào
Joy comes, not just a smilehū xǐng lái bùshì tā xiāo

Thousands of threads in the morningchénshì sānqiān tiáo
Can't catch up, half talking, who is the most drunkbùjí bàn tán tiānzǐ xiào shéi zuì dào
Listening to the strings, forgetting the love, but it's hard to knowtíng xián wàng jī qíng dòng què nán zhīxiǎo

Originally, in the wind, just need a momentyuánlái zài féng zhǐ xū yīshùn
Passing by, where to ask and where to answerguòwǎng zàiyì hébì chùchù wén
With you, talking about life and death, asking and kissingyǔ nǐ huà jǐn shēngsǐ jiǔ shàng wēn
Ten years of dreams, for the sake of coldshí nián mèng wèi jué lěng

Originally, the affection between the strings is just humanyuánlái chén qíng jù shì jiù rén
How can the moving heart be comparedliáodòng xīnshì rúhé néng bì chén
With you, blowing the dust, happy and sadyǔ nǐ yī qū chuī chè huān tóng hèn
A thousand miles away, still trueqiānfānguò hái tiānzhēn