By moonlight
Drinking salt horse
sound
Beautiful moonlight tonight. Look how beautiful it is.
The quiet sound of life and death in the flock
I’m listening
This is a big water ballad moonlight.
Don’t say you are the moonlight in the lamp.
Don’t say a place in your heart.
That’s that place I neve dreamed of.
Don’t ask the peach for its treasure.
Don’t ask the virgin osmanthus village in barley field
Look at the beautiful moonlight tonight.
Don’t say that the candle of death must be poured
Life still grows in the sad river.
The moonlight shines on the moon.
Tonight, the beautiful moonlight drips together
The first draft of 19867 was revised in 19875.
Song the sun hits the ground.
The sun hits the ground.
Not necessarily
My chest hurts.
So what if it hurts?
The sun hits the ground.
This place
People have buried sheep bones.
People have transported boxes of pottery bottles and gems.
People have seen pig herders. It was after a long drift.
The sun hits the ground, and the sun still hits the ground.