Han fu | Han Yi Hua Shang | National

Outside the Han Pass Stay in Qingshan North Waves Who sighs under the moon You salute a few sighs of wine The north wind is like ink. It's hard to return after parting. I'm sighing in this wind late several cold red makeup rouge brilliant blue Kissing offshore Fate across the river and sea is difficult to break Who dares to keep me alone You see, it was windy and dark at night I sigh under the moon I don't think it's hard if I ever loved Destiny can't burn out if it burns again. Look at the city wind floating on the other shore at night. With this over ten thousand mountains floating clouds turn Accompanied by deserted sand exchange with this life This is no exception when I look back. The wind in the night Where does the wind and snow go down Burn not finished