1. The wind blowing in spring
You are like the spring breeze
The rain that blows in spring
Swamped The pain in my heart
Spring is the warmth you give me
Make me persistent and strong in love
Spring blows green, my dream
Pursue ideals for you again
If Chun had not met you
Would I be so strong
It was you who gave me strength in Chun
With you, there is a dream
Original creation by Atang's strength
Atang's first single "Spring"
The wind blowing in spring< /p>
You are like the spring breeze that blows by
The rain that blows by in spring
Drown the pain in my heart
Spring is given by you I am warm
Let me be persistent and strong in love
Spring blows green my dream
Pursue ideals for you again
If there is no spring When I meet you
Will I be so strong
Chun, you give me strength
With you, I have dreams
Chun Your rainwater irrigates my dreams
I love you so much
If I hadn’t met you in spring
Would I be so strong
Spring is you who give me strength
With you, I have dreams
2. Deep in the bamboo garden, lingering drizzle, standing on the bridge, listening to the sound of rain . The front of the court is desolate, the flowers fall with the wind, their dancing shadows are clear, and the raindrops are beautiful.
A person is like a peach and pear, and his heart is like flowing water, with ripples overflowing and growing darkly, gurgling eastward, never ending his journey in the world of mortals. Under the green shade of the rockery,
Orioles crow on the bamboo tops, sighing, the world is hot and cold, but the beautiful scenery is quiet in my garden. Coldness eliminates loneliness and eliminates sorrow. How can love be explained in one word?
Look at the green trees and red flowers. Who is holding the pole and destroying the bow of the raft? With slender hands in plain clothes, clear teeth and bright eyes. With just one glance, I can see all my heart. I only hope that I am already a heavenly being
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At this moment, the willow basket is filled with snow, how do I know that the garrison is covered with bitter trees, and the purple buds on this side have been forgotten by love
Your body The water blooms orchid. I suspect that the color of the night makes me evaporate like water vapor, makes me defeated by love letters and throws off my armor.
When you turn your pen slightly, I splash ink like smoke. I am your seed that does not need to be cultivated, I am your flowering fruit, forgive me for letting the wind go easily,
I am just a child who cannot lie.
The plain paper on the table stares at me, making me full of worries and disdainful. Love like this is too heavy to be described, even if I borrow Zijian's pen and ink, the autumn water will last forever. Days come and go, opening and closing, the flowing water has no face, you should think about the eternal son, and you should not say a word in the place of sorrow.
3. ***Drinking a bottle of wine, the joy is better than the sorrow of separation
The moment before the flower was in my dream, the solitary goose slanted away and then turned back
Ping Shui The misty rain building suddenly coincides with the thinning of red plum blossoms in March
Yi Xing smiles and is destined to be born in the next life, but it is hard for a beautiful face to remind the spring and autumn
The peach blossoms under the branches and the moonlight on the branches
< p>Drunk and leisurely, I mistakenly recognized you at the end of the foggy bridgeTaoli Fang dressed in autumn beauty and undressed again
Where can I stay in the orchid boat to take photos in the spring of ninety
The beauty of Luo Shan Qiong Tower remains the same after the Qiang Song Yunmeng
Every year the flowers bloom and fall, the bridge is broken and people are gone
The peach blossoms under the branches and the moon on the branches
p>Drunk and happy, I mistakenly thought you were at the head of the foggy bridge
Taoli Fang dressed in autumn and loose clothes
Where can I stay in the orchid boat to take photos in the spring of ninety< /p>
***Drinking a bottle of wine, the joy is better than the sorrow of separation
The moment before the flower was in my dream, the lone goose slanted away and then turned back
The sudden mist in the face of the water The building is in the middle of March and the red plum blossoms are thin
Yi Xing smiles and is destined to be born in the next life. It is difficult to promote the spring and autumn
4. Quiet night. Close your eyes. In a dream. Fantasy. ...
The mountains are solitary, the sky is high and the sky is high. The sound of a tambourine outside the Great Wall sways the long river and sets the sun, and the setting sun looks like blood.
Where is the sunset at Xiangguan? Walking alone across the world with sword in hand, I rein in my horse in the face of the wind and rely on the heights. I don’t recognize the flying geese of the old days, and let the flowing clouds fly across the high sky.
At this time, the sound of a flute came from the sky drifting past the clouds in my hometown, as if it was the call of my childhood urchins...
Armed Iron Armor The lonely moon is blocked by cold clothes, drunk by the mountain spring rocks under the pines, and the sound of flowing water in the mountain stream is accompanied by dreams. When the soul goes back, the hometown is far away, and the long pavilion is shorter at the end.
In the remaining snow in the distant mountains outside the Great Wall, the sound of the wind flute and flute in the cold night suddenly became the sound of swallowing in the wind.
Far away mountains. Lonely peak. Beyond the wall, in the shadow of the cold blue sky, a waning moon crescents!
Wait for frost and dawn. The horse's neighing wakes me up from my dream, and a handful of cold snow crushes my longing soul.
The wind is blowing, the long journey is long, the cold armor and iron bones are breaking through the sound of the flute and passing through the pass. The yellow sand and wind blow thousands of miles along the way, and my hometown is only in the sky.
From then on, the sound of Hujia and Liupi passed through the Yumen without the sound of the flute. Wait until the white-haired husband returns, and his bones will be buried in his hometown to comfort his dreaming soul.
At the place where I shed tears, when the shadow is misty, I ride away in the wind and sand.
Desolate beach wilderness. By the long river.
Only a pile of ashes from last night's bonfire and a few wisps of smoke are left...
5. The sound of pipa is still ringing here today
The pursuit of old dreams across thousands of years is vague
< p>This sigh is how much sorrow there is in the worldWandering at the end of the world, sad tears fall in Xunyang
The sound of pipa is still ringing here today
Playing pipa with bare hands The pipa is ringing crisply, ding-dong-ding-dong
Play with ease, lower your eyebrows, and continue to play, and continue to play, and play to the limitless things in your heart
Low your eyebrows, and continue to play, and continue to play, to the limitless things in your heart
Laughter has become a memory of yesterday
Playing the pipa with bare hands makes a crisp sound of ding dong ding dong
It is clear that there are tears and teardrops in the eyes
There is no such thing as parting in this world
It is clear that there are tears and teardrops
There is no place in this world to express lovesickness
Laughter has become a memory of yesterday
The beauty is no longer as sad as she used to be.
This sigh is how much sorrow there is in the world
After a thousand years of loneliness, she sighs alone
After a thousand years of loneliness, she sighs alone. Sigh
6. Loneliness is like falling flowers
There is even more silence in front of the window
The old homeland is silent
Looking at a few remaining red flowers
Already the person in the dream
The meaning of cherishing flowers after breaking the wall
The moonlight is clear on the courtyard railing
All kinds of tastes: Shiyan Ling
Don’t ask the person in the painting
Has the white hair ever heard it?
7. I am humming softly so that you can fall asleep quietly
I wish this melody Can touch your soul gently
Let you forget your fatigue
The spirit of the night brings this longing with you
Illuminate the space where I stare at you and wait for you Charming
The moon is chanting in endless lingering words
Continuing to write about the eternity and moments of love and sending you roses
I am looking deeply into the distance and praying to God to give me Opportunity
Take this nocturne to accompany you through the spring, autumn, winter and summer
It will no longer make you tired
When will you be able to follow the changes in the world
I don’t care about ups and downs, let me drift with the tide, let me be intoxicated alone
How many winds and rains come and go at both ends of the world
Countless people watch through the vicissitudes of life, only to stay in love and cuddle up
I am here I look deeply into the distance and pray that God will give me a chance
I will carry this nocturne with you through the spring, autumn, winter and summer
I will never let you cry again
8. Still remember that One day
The peaceful scene
has dissipated
The moonlit night
The date place
In this quiet season
The rain that night
Floated quietly
The tears blurred my eyes
Lonely The lamp
Swaying in the deep dark night
I still remember the raindrops that night when we made the vows
The ruthless blow
Cold Tears
Falling as silently as someone leaving
Looking at your back
Little memories
Infatuated love
Nailed to the cliff
Your gentle kiss
Is the imprint of the rain
The fallen leaves in the rain
Flying lightly< /p>
Driving a lonely boat
Raising ruthless sails
Looking at the tranquil seawater
A haggard face
< p>How many vicissitudesI wonder if the clouds cry for me
The blue sky is shining with stars
This is the mark of rain
< p>Kiss the rain see me why to cryParting with you
In the deserted night
Do I still miss you
The eyes under your eyelashes
Looking at the horizon
All in silence
Remember that face
Remember those eyes
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The peaceful scene
has dissipated
The moonlit night
The date place
The white The season
is the imprint of the rain
9. Who lit up a wisp of smoke and strayed into the world
Who built a city with all the beauty
Who hung up a wisp of the waning moon and woke up from the lonely night
The silver ornaments in front of the brocade skirt are in the shape of gold 钿
A little cinnabar between the eyebrows
I have only one glance at you, and I will never be saved again
I fight for you in the world, and I fight in front of the army
The return of Danqing is written and accompanied by several poems
A thousand love words exchanged for half a word
The most beautiful and rare beauties are the most beautiful ones to see in joy
The boudoir sheds tears all day long Wash your face with tears
Why are your sad eyes pale and full of tears
Why do you cry and why do your beautiful faces fall into the world
Why don’t you forget the past
You live alone in the palace
You watch the full moon alone
You have nothing to remember
It’s hard to sleep tonight
The moon is no longer full Life is full of love
Zhuang Sheng dreamed of the butterfly tonight
Who plucked the strings again
Who looked at the full moon
Who sighs the flowers wither?
Who paints the beauty
Who cuts the lovesickness and wanders around the world again
Vermillion window carvings.
Snow-white Mingyue Bridge.
The lights next door.
Three feet of green Fengyi
. Watch the snow fall
. Hide proudly Completely empty.
10. Waiting for the miracle to appear
I can meet you in different time and space
Looking forward to the coming of darkness
< p>I will hold you until the day the world stops spinningI keep looking for ten thousand reasons to love you
I keep thinking about how to fulfill the promise we made that time Your promise
My thoughts keep reminding me
Every minute and second with you is like a movie
The scenes are gently floating in the breeze< /p>
I stayed in the lonely night
Living in hell every day and enduring loneliness
The panicked thoughts made me lose myself
I I keep looking for ten thousand reasons to love you
I keep thinking about how to fulfill the promise we made that time
My thoughts keep reminding me
Every minute and second with you is like a movie
The scenes are floating gently in the breeze
I stay in the lonely night
Living in hell every day and enduring loneliness
The panic of my thoughts makes me lose myself
My thoughts keep reminding me of every minute with you
Just like a movie
The scenes floated gently in the breeze
I stayed in the lonely night
Living in hell every day, enduring loneliness< /p>
The panicked thoughts made me lose myself
The panicked thoughts made me lose myself
11. The setting sun is red and the city walls are heavy
Tens of thousands of feet on the ground rotated
My eyes were watching the changes in the terrain
Embracing each other in the sky
The moon sang to love
Happiness is approaching
Heaven has seen and heard
Everything in the world is sinking
But you and I will be warmer and the wind will be faster
We will only hold each other tighter and kiss the wind
Kiss me (fly higher) high in the sky
If you are living in the story of starlight
It never rains under the stars and lights
Love makes this city
The roses come back and the clouds come back
There are no obstacles on the earth
If love is cold, there will be accidents
The sky will separate and disappear
The boulder will fall into the world
Kiss me (and then fly to the bottom of my heart)
If you are living deep in my heart
The story of starlight (it never rains under the stars and lights)
Love (then fly to the end of my heart)
If you are living deep in my heart
The story of starlight (it never rains under the stars and lights)
Kiss me (then fly to the end of my heart) )
Deep in my heart, if you are living
The Story of Starlight (Lights under the Starlight always
It doesn’t rain)
12. The wind and smoke fade at sunset
The cherry blossoms bloom and disperse in an instant
Messy
The years pass and the beauty fades
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The flying catkins are unbearable to watch
The road is long and empty and the dream is broken
Messy
The other side of the Forgotten River
Unforgettable People sigh
The moonlight under the ancient well is filled with longings
The cherry blossom petals float by
The wind is quiet and resentful, the water is cold
The gossamer turns from the sadness< /p>
Messy
The other side of the Forgotten River
People who cannot forget sigh
The moonlight under the ancient well is full of thoughts
Sakura The petals are floating by
The wind is quiet and the water is cold
The sadness is gone and the threads are spinning
Messy
13. The song of Jinse Hua Nian is set Broken String
I wish we had met and traveled all the way to the end of the world
It was raining heavily during the Qingming Festival
In the Chinese years, she lived alone in the palace in the sky
The flowers in the setting sun are careless and leisurely
To the moon, they pay homage to the three thousand floating dreams
The breeze thanks whoever passed the ruler to the sky
Who is it for whom? Staying alone in the world
Zhuang Sheng dreamed of a butterfly washing his face in a clear spring
How many years have he seen with his bare face
What year will it be without rain?
< p>Half of the moon is as full as the moon without hatredXiaomeng Canzhuang's ink dyes the butterflies
Tonight to pay homage to the fleeting years that have gone far
Who will cut off the lovesickness? Still lingering in the past
Why bother to keep the cloudy and sunny days alone