"Returning with the King", an episode of the TV series "I miss you very much", sung by Tan Jianci and Bucai.

Lyrics: Huo Huo; Music: Huang Shifu; Arranger: Zhang Fengdi; Producer: Zhu Jintai, Meow Grass Shoes; Vocalist: Zhu Jintai; Guitar: Zhu Jintai; Bass: Geng Weihua; Flute Xiao: Shi Hangqi; harmony: Du Jingying; strings: Budapest Art Orchestra.

Strings producer: Yang Rui; Wind instrument: Lingyin Wind Orchestra; Recording engineer: Shupi, Chen Hechang, Guo Jianyu; Recording studio: Yum Studio, Hengdian Yige Recording Studio; music production: Wu Yaolei, Yang Rui; audio editor: Sanjiejia, Shupi.

Remixer: Li Tianye; Production Assistants: Shupi, Zhao Manman; Artist Coordinator: Ding Hao; Music Producers: Bloomberg, Ding Hao, Li Lei, Li Xinyu; Folk Music Producer: Yizuo Instrumental music school; music production: Yum Music; music production: Qishuan Pictures, Yum Music.

Song lyrics

Turn the years into a swaying boat, sailing through the turbulent and winding sorrow of separation.

I am afraid that the past will be wrinkled by the oncoming cold wind and scattered into a piece of river water.

I rubbed the cracked gap with my fingertips, not daring to look at the pale face and bright head in the mirror.

After many years, my thoughts are still as sharp as before, and the figures all along the way have become thinner.

Put the memories into ink and write them down on a piece of paper.

The mirror is gone with everyone, where can I ask the date of return?

When the bronze mirror is broken and parted, it is always difficult to express lovesickness.

Thousands of miles away, I will laugh at the fame, wealth and glory in this life.

The flowers in the mirror cannot match the cup of tea in your hand.

If you can raise your glass, I will raise eyebrows together.

Drink the past and stay with each other day and night.

Accompanying each other day and night, alone in the mountains, rivers and ends of the world.

My forehead and hair are white with frost, and I look around to see how I can call home in this world.

May the clear frost reflect the bright moon, and may the figures in the mirror appear in pairs.

Going back with you has relieved me of half a lifetime of hardships.

There are several strokes in the building, including Lin Quanfu.

I will hide my life for two lifetimes and swear to return with you.

Put the memories into ink and write them down on a piece of paper.

The mirror is gone with everyone, where can I ask the date of return?

When the bronze mirror is broken and parted, it is always difficult to express lovesickness.

Thousands of miles away, I will laugh at the fame, wealth and glory in this life.

The flowers in the mirror cannot match the cup of tea in your hand.

If you can raise your glass, I will raise eyebrows together.

Drink the past and stay with each other day and night.

Accompanying each other day and night, alone in the mountains, rivers and ends of the world.

The forehead and hair are white with frost, and I look around to see where the world is at home.

May the clear frost reflect the bright moon, and may the figures in the mirror appear in pairs.

Going back with you has relieved me of half a lifetime of hardships.

Turn the years into a boat without a single leaf attached, and swim through the turbulent and winding river.

The past events are unfolding layer by layer in my mind, and the moonlight is dim.

The dim light of the moon is dim, no longer visible in the ten directions.

There is nothing left in the world, so I dare to fight you.