Kongshan

Singing: River Map

Copywriting:

At dusk, the mountains are full of smoke.

The road is hidden in the forest.

The shower came late and quickly,

The wind is low and the flowers are heavy.

People are walking in the mountains,

The mountain is in people's hearts.

The four seasons are different,

This is the most exciting place.

The fog is deep in the mountains, and the forest is deep in the dusk.

Dew is heavy, wind is low and flowers are heavy.

The new rain in the empty mountain attracted several pedestrians.

At night, the bell rings and geese sing.

Moss road, and drew a few new marks.

Whose footsteps and the smell of rain.

The ink on the paper was stained with a few drops of dust.

Rain hits pear blossoms, and the door closes.

Shadows in pairs, separated by Yi Deng.

Smell this wine carefully.

Lao Lin's love is the truest.

Whose is the smell here?

Let the past be the best.

You used to burn incense with your hands.

No love, no hate, no anger,

Control the pen by the window to make the rain sound.

It's hard to put down the pen, but I don't feel the cold night wind.

Don't forget the local accent, hum gently.

Through the screen window, I suddenly saw your back is deep.

With a stroke of a pen, my heart painting was finished.

Copper bells rang under the eaves of Mao.

You have to wait for the soup.

I took this green bamboo stool.

The fence invites people who ask for directions.

The wine smells good and the soup is strong.

Finish this bowl and talk and laugh.

Lao Lin's love is the truest.

Whose is the smell here?

Let the past be the best.

Sorrow and joy are like rain, lonely and empty.

No love, no hate, no anger,

The breeze cocoon wisp * * * this life.