The moonlight is slanting, what night does this evening look like?
Snowflakes are flying, asking for a return date
The eternal night is far away, without tears
Green hair turns into snow and hairpin falls to the ground
Life is like seeking nothing, death is like separation from love
One day you will understand this riddle
The yellow spring has gone and the blue sky has fallen, from now on we are divided into two places
Thousands of mountains of snow, long memories of each other under the moon
To be with you in this life, or to cherish it again in the next life
Why don't you understand this puzzle?
Only when I look back suddenly can I remember it silently.
On the road to the end of the world, who does the shadow look to?
The yellow spring has gone and the blue sky has fallen, from now on we are divided into two places
Thousands of mountains of snow, long memories of each other under the moon
The moonlight is sparse, who still wears cold clothes?
The road to the end of the world, the soul returns to its hometown
Tonight there is no snow, no sunshine, no joy or sorrow
The two of them look at each other and the wind blows softly
After the song ended, everyone's eyes were filled with surprise and beauty.
Murong Qian sang "Hanyi Tune".
Seeing the amazement, obsession, excitement and greedy desire from everyone, Murong Qian all saw it,
But what Murong Qian found even more strange was that the emperor's gaze was like that of a wolf looking for food, staring at its prey, which made Murong Qian shudder.
No longer looking at Nangong Jin who was sitting on top, she knew that his eyes had never left her body from the beginning.
But so what? She disdains it!
The spring breeze in Beiyuan comes late, and the cold moon shines on me, which reminds me of my dream, Jiangnan.
Lotus flowers are thousands of miles away, and the river is as green as blue. They accompany each other and look at them with a smile.
How many mist and rain, how many towers, unforgettable, how many old dreams lingering
The young man said that when he was granted the title of Marquis, he would not wait for a glass of wine. When we meet again, we will grow old in our dreams.
Half a lifetime on the saddle, who is looking at thousands of sails from a high building? Where you gaze, there are several layers of distant mountains.
Ten years of ups and downs, Huangliang dream, how can it stay forever, a cup of bamboo leaves drunk with hibiscus
Everything goes with the wind and rain, rest, dreams are broken in the south of the Yangtze River, rain is broken in the autumn
How many mist and rain, hidden tower, unforgettable, how many old dreams lingering
Decades of life and death, hundreds of generations of emperors, looking back, the setting sun has infinite mountains and rivers
Half a lifetime on the saddle, who is looking at thousands of sails from a high building? Where you gaze, there are several layers of distant mountains.
The tide on the pillow in the county pavilion is still the same, but it is no longer the same as before, and I was full of pride and sacrifice to the sky.
Where can I play the flute alone for a night, and the years are fleeting, my dreams have not yet come to sleep, and the world is far away
Ten years of ups and downs, Huangliang dream, how can it stay forever, a cup of bamboo leaves drunk with hibiscus
All things will go with the wind and rain, don't talk about it. Dreams are broken in Jiangnan, and rain is broken in autumn.
The current Murong Qian is not the queen, nor the ancient Murong Qian, but the truest version of her.
An elf full of dancing soul is a homesick soul.
The flying skirt and the 15-meter long silk ribbon are in mid-air, forming a beautiful scene.
Murong Qian in this person's body knew Qinggong, so she tiptoed slightly and her whole body was surrounded by long silk ribbons.
As the long silk ribbon falls, it slowly flies down.
Throw the filament ribbon backwards, and the filament ribbon once again draws a beautiful arc in the air.
It looks like a colorful rainbow or a colorful bridge, which is amazing.
The body is in a crescent position, the legs are spread in a straight line, and the whole body is turned backwards.
Murong Qian didn't know what Nangong Jin's expression was at this moment, but there were many people around him who exuded admiration, desire, and anger.
Suddenly, the entire hall fell silent.
Murong Sheng's eyes were even more strange, when did Xiao Qian learn to dance?
Xue Hen glanced at her and saw that her cousin could actually compare to the first dance queen of Dongsheng.
Legend has it that a hundred years ago in Dongsheng, there was a queen who was the most powerful queen in the country. Later, she was said to be a monster because of her dance.
Since then, no queen has danced!
As for why, Xuehen doesn't know, he just knows a little bit.
There is only one person in Nangong Hao's eyes. He has been with her these days, but he doesn't know what she thinks.
Moreover, in front of outsiders, he is a prince with cut sleeves, so he will just sit aside.