The lyrics are: 1. Tomb Raiders Notes "Jieyu Hua? Flower Language" (——Tomb Raiders Notes fan version "Memory That Will Never Lose") Recommended reason: The song is very appropriate, it is the anime "Hakuo Sakura" The ending song "Jun's Memory" of "Ghost" is a little sad. Yuewu Tongye sang very soulfully, and the high-pitched parts were handled very well. The most noteworthy thing is its lyrics. The lyrics are beautiful and majestic, but they are also full of desolation in the tomb passage. Lyrics: Luo Molan Original song: "Jun ノ Memory" Planning: Jiang Xiaoyu Vocals/Harmony/Post-production: Xuanwu Yiyue (Moon Dance Tongye) Day and night fly by with you, all the way the sky is filled with flying flowers, follow me into the underworld, all the withered bones are scattered I've been caught in dirt traps several times, but I can't stop myself from leaping into the depths. I can't stop the innocence and yesterday's colorful dance. I can't move. Xiao Sha and the twilight steps of the tomb passage are delicate and delicate. The wind and frost fade away. The red makeup is replaced by the arrogant steps of the blooming flowers. Mr. Xie can't stand the time, so why not leave some blood-stained wounds? The ashes are scattered on the ancient wall, flying in pain. No matter who is buried in the past, life or death, but the young has passed away, and the water has fallen thousands of feet. I hope that in the darkness, I will sing and interpret the words and flowers will accompany you. The day and night will fly by with you, and the sky will be filled with flying flowers. Follow me to the underworld. The bones will be scattered and covered with withered bones. I will be caught in earth traps several times. I will not be able to stop you. I will jump into the depths quickly and sigh. I will not be able to sigh about innocence and yesterday's colorful dance. The motionless desolation and the twilight steps along the tomb passage are delicate. The wind and frost fade away. The red makeup is replaced by the blooming arrogance. The flowers bloom and fade. They can’t stand the time. Why not leave some blood-stained wounds? The ashes are scattered on the ancient wall and fly in pain. I don’t care about the past, who is buried in life and death, but my youth has passed away. I have fallen into the water and fallen thousands of feet. I have passed through the cold river, fallen into the ocean, and covered the scorching sun. So what’s the matter? Stars are dotted with hope. In the darkness, I sing explanations. Flowers and flowers accompany you to and from the tombs. Who is still listening to them crying? Telling about the tragic historical reasons behind the ruins of the murals, I am afraid that they have already been let down. If you are in a dilemma and you have to take a gamble, the decision is hard to make. It is a loss. Love and hate are cruel and wandering countless. Why bother to cling to the morning and evening of the past? Who can read the Begonia flower language 2. " "Xiyuhua" Recommendation reason: The dramatic tone of the chorus is very cute, but if you didn't tell me, no one would have guessed that the person singing the dramatic tone was a boy. The song is mixed with drama, and the overall feeling is improved many times. Suddenly, it feels like Xiaohua's voice, singing softly + drama, all kinds of beauty. Music: Hanjiang Snow Lyrics: Incomparable Singer: Yi Muyan & Hardcore Players MIX: Hardcore Players Inscription: Famous flowers are incomprehensible, ruthless and touching Hanjiang Snow is pitiful, the beauty in the white house is replaced by spring flowers for silver butterflies, all this is only because of you The original words of farewell are the immortals in the world who linger in thousands of ways. They are the wind and the moon. The world is full of graceful words. They are all joking words. I can’t remember the youth. I can’t remember the passing water. The city is charming over the years. Don’t be weird and laugh. The person is too crazy. The delicate shadow is graceful. The actor is sentimental and resentful. Explain the language and explain the flowers. The beauty will pass through the years. Covering his eyebrows, he is like a young man sighing that everything in this world is like smoke and dust. After dancing lightly, he stops singing and ends his life. For whom will the romance be played? Looking back, we meet and we smile. We say goodbye. The peach blossom face is bright and the smile is soft, and the human relationship comes and goes. The makeup is not removed. I sit alone and watch the flowers dying in the garden. There are all kinds of immortals in the world. Lingering is the wind and moon, and all the graceful changes in the world are all joking words. Reminiscing about the youth, but the passing water, the city has fallen in love over the years. Don’t laugh strangely, people are too crazy, the shadows are graceful, the actors are sentimental, resentful, and explain flowers. After many years, the pink and white eyebrows are covered, and the young man still sighs that the world here is like smoke and dust. After dancing and singing, I look back and see each other, I smile and say goodbye, my peach-shaped face is bright and my smile is soft, I sing softly about the birth and death of love, my makeup is still on, I sit alone watching the flowers in the leisure garden withering and blooming: the play is like life, but how can I live in it? Looking back, we met, we smiled, and we said goodbye, with rosy eyes, bright smiles, and soft chants about the birth and death of human relationships. The makeup is still on and I sit alone in the garden watching the flowers fade. I sit alone in the garden and watch the flowers fade. 3. " Reasons for recommendation: There is a song with the same song but different words but different singing called Dusk Flower. Although the two have the same melody, the singer of Jieyuhua has better timbre and sound quality, and the lyrics are more charming. , each sentence rhymes more, and the overall feeling is slightly better.

The lyrics are happy, the teacher sings, you sing three sighs, a childhood song, parting and meeting again. People on the stage and off the stage can remember the flowers blooming on the stage, another season, and when the wind and rain started. The fragrance of flowers is scattered in the old streets and alleys of Luogu. The costumes of those days have turned yellow and have changed to what they are now. The old alleys are going through the motions. The heavy glory is carried on one shoulder. I am afraid that my mind will be wandering. Human feelings are always laughing and turning into wandering. I have climbed high mountains, leaned across the cliffs, crossed the clouds, and been carefree in the wind. Dare to compete with strange peaks, climb high and low, and go alone to an abyss and a riddle. Who can ask the flower to explain it? Where did the gongs and drums and the fragrance of flowers float in the alley, the dim old house, the old sunshine, a single branch, blooming, once climbed to the high mountain, leaned on the cliff, cut through the clouds I also want to swing in the wind, dare to compete with the strange peaks, go through many dangers, and go to an abyss alone. Who can ask the flower to explain the mystery, where will it bloom? Three songs, three sighs, a childhood song, parting and meeting again. People on and off the stage can remember the stage. The flowers bloom again, the wind and rain below the stage, when will the flowers bloom, the explanation of the language, the laughter of the spring breeze, the number of legends 4. "The Meaning of the Flower" Recommended reason: the sound is relatively ethereal, the lyrics are beautiful and rhyming, the original song has a beautiful melody, mixed with melodious harmonies, It feels very good. Singing: Fairies Don't Read Fairy Tales Original song: Himegami-Koharuhiwa Lyrics: On the stage, Shimizu Akika is trying out a new song, with water sleeves and colorful makeup, a rouged face with pearls in the sky, pretending to let the passing years flow secretly, lonely beauty admiring the high-rise building in the play Collapse, the red face is buried with yellow earth, dust is rising outside the play, no one is offering sacrifices, the desolate song has not yet finished, the ending is ups and downs, the world is bleak and cold, the Taoist world is ordinary, staring from the top of the mountain, the sacred illusion sleeps in clothes, the moonlight is gone, the night is still full of fear, old friends When we meet, we raise our glasses and drink. The corners of our mouths are lightly raised in the past. No one understands the time. The flowers are fragrant. The grievances and grievances of the nine gates. The answers are hidden in the ancient tombs. I wish to leave the dust. I refuse to wander around in the world and laugh at my arrogance. Why not be a guest in the world? Why bother? Proof of the absurd OS: In a lifetime, three generations of February Begonia are in a hurry, the five senses and six consciousnesses are forgotten all over the world, the seven strings cannot be buried and the eight wastes are searched, the truth of the nine gates is thousands of miles away, where are they going? The sky and the earth are vast, going up against the wind has made me laugh a lot in the past, and the warmth and coldness of the world, and don’t think about the truth and falsehood of people’s hearts. Looking at each other with cold eyes, the words are fragrant and self-proclaimed. 5. "Dusk Flower" Recommended reason: The lyrics are very artistic, although the sound quality It’s not very good, but the chorus has an unexpected effect. Original song: Dielianhua Milk@Coffee Lyrics: dies Sing: Snow Shang Yitong Allure A song called Peony Pavilion Victory But I went to the garden without waking up from my dream How can I sigh when the flowers fade and fall in the secluded boudoir My daughter cherishes the color When she sees the falling flowers, she sighs silly Foolishly remembering your promise, I watched alone as time passed by, smoothing out the hustle and bustle of memory. We met again in the blink of an eye, but you had forgotten me. I chanted the colorful purples and bright reds and smiled, looking at the ruins and broken walls. Everything was just a joke to me. I have gradually learned to mature and mature. The song Peony Pavilion wins, but I am in the garden without dreaming. The song ends. How can I sigh that the flowers have faded. The flowers have fallen. My daughter cherishes the color. I sit and see the fallen flowers. I sigh quietly and forget the past. I sing softly about the purple and the red and look at that with a smile. The ruins and broken walls are all nothing but jokes. I have gradually learned to mature. The beautiful song "The Peony Pavilion" is victorious, but I am in the garden without waking up from my dream. The song ends with people leaving. How can I sigh as the flowers fade and fall in my secluded boudoir? My daughter cherishes the color. I sit and see the falling flowers, sighing and looking at them infatuatedly. With your smile, the whole city is captivated by the song "The Peony Pavilion", but I am in the garden without waking up from my dream. The song ends with people leaving. How can I sigh that the flowers have faded and fallen in my secluded boudoir? My daughter cherishes the color while sitting and seeing the falling flowers. She sighs and ignorantly learns to forget you. 6. "Long Red" Recommendation reason: If you have control over your voice, just go ahead and listen to it. The slightly deep male voice will appeal to many people, and the drama is also very distinctive. The beautifully written lyrics are also a highlight.

Lyrics: Jiangnan Little Concubine Song: Li Yugang, the new imperial concubine drunkenly sang: When I was young, I loved to talk frivolously, I frowned and shook the flowers and drums to imitate the colorful clothes and feathers, followed your steps, the sound of pearls and jade, the warmth of the spring night tent, the hero and the beauty misunderstood that the words were insincere, too much innocence In the troubled times of Star City, the wind comes out of nowhere, everyone fights for hegemony, Illustrations, and explanations to relieve worries. It is inevitable that there will be a negative in the early days of February. The nine gates are lonely and floating shadows. Look again, the road is different, the yellow sand is overflowing, and the strangers are all the same. The rivers and lakes hold a cup of jade wine to ask for your peace, and bow down. Euphemistic, blushing, drunken walking, laughing, watching the fairy play in the world, it's really hard to distinguish between the inside and outside of the play. Spring and Autumn can all be said at the snap of a finger. Complaints in the song, in the mirror, yesterday appeared (Second Master, let's do it again). In the troubled times of Star City, there are unfounded rumors and each fight for hegemony. Illustrations Relief of worry, red in February is inevitable, there will be a negative, the nine doors are lonely, the floating shadows, look again, the road is different, the yellow sand spreads over the people, each stranger's road remains unchanged, the rivers and lakes hold a cup of jade wine to ask for peace, bend down and bow down, all the rouge is tactful, drunkenly walking, smiling, looking at the world It’s really hard to distinguish between the inside and outside of the fairy tale. Spring and Autumn are all sobering up at the fingertips, with fat stains and chaotic dreams. The cup is cold. 7. "Still Remembering the Spring Shirt - Remembering the Interpretation of Flowers" Music: Liu Fei's "Unparalleled" Lyrics: Shiki Singing: Feeling Suddenly he can no longer sing, Mr. Yaoyan. Who is behind the lights and shadows? Who picks up the incense? It is half a cappella in Liling. The night is too cold and the voice is broken. Who rolls up a sleeve and the moonlight spreads across the brows. Who is willing to hide the twilight? Interpretation: The mountains and rivers are long. There is no trust along the way. Life and death are both big bets. I said that I have long been accustomed to this loneliness. I never dared to believe in this oath. If the ending is overturned, I still remember the happiness of little sweetheart. The new moon has become an arc. From stranger to familiarity, meeting to the wrong road, there is no need to remember it now. It was too hasty to turn around and take another cup to pay respect to the different paths. This life is just a few steps away from spring and autumn. A few steps to the stage* A few lines of laughter and absurdity. I’m tired of seeing people coming and going to protect you. How about repeating your innocence* I’m still praying for the always erratic spring shirt wine in the same place. The meaning of the song is stained and has no basis. Who complains that I turned around too hastily and took another cup to pay respects to Shulu. This life has only taken a few steps in the spring and autumn cold and heat. The spring clothes are stained with wine. Another cup has taken a few steps in this life. Spring and Autumn and cold and heat have only taken a few steps. I still remember talking about the past life at that time. Where 8. Tomb Robbery Notes [Huaerye] Interpretation of Flowers (original song: Meng Yeza) Lyrics: Yuwen Xiling Composer: Aoki Moonlight Arranger: Aoki Moonlight Singer: Yuwen Xiling Watch the flowers bloom and fall, and all the begonias fall. Like cherry blossoms dancing in the leaves, looking at the rolling clouds, stretching out a few inches of my heart to look at the mountains and flowing water, I sing a song of lovesickness and hesitate to look at the setting sun. The afterglow of the setting sun spreads across the stranger's road, waving a folding fan, the cool breeze spreads on my face, the cold water sleeves dance, the fireflies gather together and sing, Looking back and smiling, the clever eyes are like seven immortals, who knows that the eyes are bright and full of resentment, drunk beauty, countless reds, blowing away the remaining flowers, no one can see the years, the east wind does not linger with the time, the moon is in the heart of the building, the water blooms on the ground, the bamboo shadows are swaying like a brilliance The person in the snow mirror, painted with theatrical makeup to cover up the sad face, a branch of flower that explains the meaning, the pavilions and pavilions are full of fragrance, February is as red as blood, the autumn maple is defeated, the clouds are drowning in the river, three people sing the Peony Pavilion, wandering in the garden, dreaming, thinking about old friends, looking around at the pain. The sky is vast, thousands of miles of melting waves soak in the setting sun and trace the willow brows, how many emotions open the red lips, after singing, people are heartbroken, walking around, dancing lightly with makeup, leaning on the railing for a long time in the rain, dripping with lingering sorrow, turning back to cut the wine and drinking, three thousand black hair, Once the frost has become unintentional, the arrangement is still chaotic. The slender fingers stop for a long time to fix the flowers and the hairpin is boring for no reason, like the passing of the years. Tears fill the cheeks with makeup and look at the spring. The begonia no longer smiles happily to relieve thousands of sorrows. The evening mist is heavy, and the sky and the earth are the same color. My eyes are joking, inside and outside the play I am disdainful of red mansions and flowers are all over the grave, the orioles are chirping in my dreams, the world of three lives is sparse and the wind and rain are sudden, my thoughts are innocent, the green bamboo turns into soft fingers, 9. "The Interpretation of Flowers" (This is another version) : "Flying Apart" Lyrics: The golden hairpin is shining in the ink, half of the makeup is from the mahogany window that once looked out at the tuberose fragrance, but it is the greenhouse that attracts so much moonlight at night to look across the wall. The breeze is cool, as if there are old friends singing against the wall and the dust is flying, at night Get drunk, forgetting that the sad night is still young, waving my sleeves and singing a heavy stroke of ink staining the distant frontier, weeping, a song of farewell is a sign of the love that will be hidden in this life until the end of the moon, I see so many faces withered in the spring, suddenly, Begonia is destroyed I know my face is haggard, how many nights have I squandered money to buy drunken fireworks? In the turbulent times, I have no regrets even when I die in the war. One love and one scene in the life makes people broken and hard to extinguish. The jade seal cannot be extinguished, and it is full of fragments. The ground is still red and has faded into the night. I wave my sleeves and sing a heavy stroke of ink, thinking about the distant frontier and weeping. A song of farewell is a sign that love will be hidden in this life until the end of the moon. I see so many faces withered in the spring red in the faint light. Suddenly, Begonia is destroyed I know my face is haggard, how many nights have I squandered money to buy drunken fireworks? In the turbulent times, I have no regrets even when I die in the war. One love and one scene in the life makes people broken and hard to extinguish. The jade seal cannot be extinguished, and it is full of fragments. The earth is red and faded, the face is haggard, how many nights have spent money to buy drunken fireworks, in the war of troubled times

There are no regrets when life is over. Flowers explain the words. One love and one scene in one life make people unable to extinguish their emotions. The jade seal cannot be extinguished. The jade seal is shattered. The red remains fade all over the ground. 10. "Explanation of the Words, Huazhuang Leng - Chi Yu" is very ancient style. It's bleak and the drama is nice. Music: Winky Lyrics: Gu Xichi sang: The little song is only a shadow. Haitang left behind the ink pen, and the fingertips traced the memories. The gray filled the scene. Whose promise is dispelling the wind and the clear night. After waking up from the dream, the sea of ??people broke their hearts and paid homage. Now, when is it too late to meet again, when is the pillow on the green mountain, when is the roulette wheel, when is the flowing water, let the wind flow, for several decades, the lights are empty, we are entangled with resentment, intoxicated by the wet dream, the pavilion is finally colorful, we can see and listen to the breeze, sleepless night, the lights are empty Grinding one's grudges, intoxicated by the wet dream, the museum is finally full of purples and reds. Seeing and listening to the clear wind. Sleepless at night. The wind is clear and the night is dim. After waking up from the dream, I break my heart and pay my respects. I wander around in the sea of ??people several times. It's too late to meet again. When will I rest on the green mountain? When will I be in the sky? When will the water flow, and the gentle ripples will flow, let the wind flow for several decades, the lights will be empty, and I will be intoxicated with resentment. The pond of wet dreams will finally be colorful. I will watch and listen to the breeze, and I will not sleep at night. The lights will be empty, and I will be intoxicated. I will be intoxicated. The lanterns are hanging in the air, I am intoxicated with resentment, and I am intoxicated with the wet dream. The pool hall is finally colorful. I have watched it all over and listened to the breeze. I can’t sleep at night. 11. "Jie Yuhua? Allure" Lyrics: Yao Zi Song: He Tu "Han Yi Tune" The wind sells crimson wax, under the moonlight, like a woman The osmanthus and the flowing tiles are all over the world, the beauties are talking about the flowers, the Danes are singing about Beijing, the clothes are elegant, Su'e is about to come down, the orioles and the swallows are talking about the flowers, the nine gates are picturesque, the dark dust is chasing the horses, but the most beautiful song is the Peony Pavilion. The sighs of the bleak world in the melodious singing voice cannot explain the insincere words in the nine-door suspense dream of awakening glory and wealth (RAP: Up, three, three, three, sing, three, sigh, three, dance, three, drink, three pairs, three, three fish, three riddles, three regrets, three solutions, family has The Master said, "The flowers are dressed in costumes, they are performing fireworks, the flowers are flying, the flowers are withering, and the sky is full of flowers. Time is like water, remembering the years.) They all joke about it~~~~ The wind sells crimson wax, the red lotus dews, and the lights of the city shine on each other." The flowing tiles of Osmanthus flowers are scattered, and the slender clouds are scattered, and Su'e wants to come down. The clothes are light and elegant, and you can see Chu Nu's slender waist. The flutes and drums are noisy, the figures are scattered, and the road is filled with the scent of musk deer. Because I miss the capital city at night, I look at the thousands of picturesque gates and laugh and wander around. When the car and the car meet, there will always be dark dust and then the horse will appear. Time is passing, but only seeing, old feelings fade away. When the leaks are cleared and the flying caps return, stop dancing and singing. Clear skin and clear bones can fragrant jade, you are beautiful and heroic, you are on the stage, your sleeves are red, your makeup is three thousand feet, and your blue silk stockings are three thousand feet long. Time flies by with every frown and smile. The swords and knives are hidden in the appearance. Prosperity and sadness are hidden in a thousand songs. Even in the night. Weiyang's beautiful pear blossoms hurt her mother-in-law, Luo Pa, and her embroidered Luohua. The quicksand stays in the sunset and Zhu Jin's hair is shining. The bright moon is not over. The beauty is like a peach blossom returning to the south. Childhood is like a flower. It will never come back. Jie Yu Jie Hua, indifferent to the lotus, quit dancing. After singing, the last song is the song of mourning. In Wu Nong’s soft words, the concern for the husband’s departure is just hope that the nine gates will be over. The innocent little flower in those days (RAP: Up three flat three down three sing three sigh three dance three Drink three pairs of three bombs, three fish, three riddles, three graceful words, and three explanations. There is a son in the family, and the flower is in a costume, acting in fireworks, flying flowers, and withering flowers. The sky is filled with flowers, and the years are like water, remembering the years). They all joke~~~~ The wind sells crimson wax, and the dew is red lotus. , the lights shine on each other. The flowing tiles of Osmanthus flowers are scattered, and the slender clouds are scattered, and Su'e wants to come down. The clothes are light and elegant, and you can see Chu Nu's slender waist. The flutes and drums are noisy, the figures are scattered, and the road is filled with the scent of musk deer. Because I miss the capital city at night, I look at the thousands of picturesque gates and laugh and wander around. When the car and the car meet, there will always be dark dust and horses. Time is passing, but only seeing, old feelings fade away. When the leaks are cleared and the flying caps return, stop dancing and singing.

Clear skin, crystal clear bones, fragrant jade, gorgeous and heroic posture, interpreting the language of flowers. Under the stage, you take off your clothes and explain the family. Jiuye is crazy, wise and unparalleled in every word. He enters the tomb alone and has an edge hidden in his gestures and gestures. Pole vaulting to the tomb, the allure of the city, but the proud appearance. The astonishing nine talented people appear on the stage 12. "Spring and Autumn Chronicles Outside the Play" Song selection: Fujita Maiko's "蛍" Lyrics: Su Mu's cover: Guzhuyi's long and lingering tail notes are sung, and the bustling sound under the costume is like a mad devil, foolish, angry and hurt , she sang until she was very happy before she closed her voice. She wore a skirt with the last name on her head, and entered someone's house. She waited for a long time to take off the begonias on her temples, wipe away her thick pastel and ink makeup, and return to the colorful world. No matter where the most beautiful lights and shadows were flickering. Lightly dressed, the glory of the nine gates behind me hides my eyebrows. I read the previous chapters of this cold, warm, and cool life. I bear the grievances and grievances for half a life. My heart has not changed in the wind and snow. My pride has not changed. The years are short and long, and prosperity and decline are orderly and people are impermanent. Walking through the blood light outside the stage. When I was a child, a coir raincoat was draped over me in the deep silence, whose childish words were echoing across the cliffs. I walked on the snowy mountains and cloud waves to find the answer to the mystery in the tomb. The thoughts of life and death were like adventures and dangers, and I couldn’t give in on the battlefield. I hid the past deeply and narrowly. On the road, I hold my knife and rush through the curtain. The remaining light shines through the curtain. The old costumes are now gone. Blue eyes and cherished clothes are added to the body. I also sing to the world of mortals, hiding my eyebrows and forbearing to read the first chapter of the cold, warm, hot and cold, bearing the grievances. It is the wind to bear this half-life responsibility. The heart of the snow soldier has not changed, and his pride has not changed. He only thinks about life and death. Just like the battlefield, he cannot give in. He hides the past deeply. He carries the knife backwards and rushes through the narrow road. The remaining light is reflected through the curtain and the old costumes are illuminated. The lyrics of the drama are gradually scattered all over Taiwan. The spring and autumn are floating outside the theater. Waiting for someone to sing in the world and have the grace to explain the language