About the lyrics of ancient songs. It's best to be original.

I wrote an interlude "Moxiang" by Qin Shimingyue...is that okay?

"The fragrance of ink·The beauty of the country"

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About the lyrics of ancient songs. It's best to be original.

I wrote an interlude "Moxiang" by Qin Shimingyue...is that okay?

"The fragrance of ink·The beauty of the country"

The beauty in the south palace of the war city looks forward to your return

Though my love lasts forever, my hatred will last forever

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The country is warm, the wind is cold, the drums, flags and flags are full of snow

How many changes have taken place in the palace in the pursuit of glory and power

Thousands of miles have traveled thousands of miles to fight in ancient times, and how many people have returned with their long swords reflected in the white light and their remaining clothes The bloodstains show the vicissitudes of life, the iron horse, the golden sword, and the flames of war. The horse is equipped with a military uniform and has no regrets. Holding hands and accompanying you across the sky and the mountains and seas

The red lips are slightly opened, the jade face is put on light makeup, the crimson clothes are waving, and the sleeves are dancing lightly, but I can’t bear to look back

The beauty is gone and I look back bleakly, suddenly bursting into tears, but the palace city has long been withered grass and wooden bridges and oars

The phoenix eyes resented the cherry lips and waited for thousands of years to turn into ashes

It is easy for a country to become crazy for a king How can I forget it?

The frost and snow roll down the flowers, leaving my heart like water that has stopped and it is hard to come back

The green silk and the peach blossoms are the most beautiful woman in the world

As you wish, you will establish your hegemony and dominate the world. Yan

Sighing at the blue sky and remembering the bright moon, Emperor’s love and immortal fate

Love and hate intertwined in the dream of the world of mortals

Today’s regretful love will never meet again in the next life< /p>

The river passes eastward and rushes to the sea. When will it stop fighting?

Who abandons the sword and who once said that a hero is sad and a beauty will not know until he is old and young. The river is long.

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