Liu Huan sang about the departed and the resentment
The departed
The world of humans and ghosts
Ten thousand gold seems to be generous
< p> Floating life is as peaceful as a dreamOnly painstaking efforts are good
Beauty is faint
Wave it away and come back again
Life and death are destiny Stop complaining early
Sadness lingers secretly
Helpless youth is gone
Helpless how a country can be changed
Friendship is priceless and cannot be guaranteed< /p>
The enemy is angry from the sky
I have no choice but to find my way back to the stars
I have no choice but when will I be slaughtered by others
The bells ring and the cauldrons disappear once
Keeping yesterday’s fortune in vain
The mountains and rivers are blurred and the flowing flowers are covered with low mist
Long-cherished wish to fish in a boat on the cold river
The wind blows and the beard turns white