Remembering the light hug under the umbrella that year is like lying on a cable bridge and having a dream. What are the lyrics?

Singer: Lu Lingsha

Plot lyrics:

Taoist: It rained heavily that day in Luodao. There was a man in the crowd who was looking at me, but he came to me.

Spring was strong in the long street that year.

It was like a dream to ride with horses.

shelter from the rain under the eaves,

look into a pair of deep eyes,

like a breeze with fine snow in Huashan Mountain.

the rain is slightly cool,

the wind blows through the faint fragrance.

for a moment, my heart throbbed, like your gentle blade.

If you go too far, you will be shocked.

Whether love words are empty in writing, consider giving them away one by one,

willing to humble for a smile,

or become mediocre.

Taoist (monologue): That man said that he likes me, and I think I should like him, too.

and you hold me in your arms with an umbrella,

how careful you are to swear every word.

There are thousands of tender feelings in your eyes.

Like the spring breeze, the ice and snow melt.

Later, when we met at a wedding banquet, the beautiful woman was at our side, and the candle shadow shook red.

the lights are shining,

reflecting a pair of picturesque faces,

just like the tender old dream of cardamom branches.

Taoist: At someone else's wedding banquet, he and his Mr. Right also went. What about me? Who am I? Everyone says they are made for each other, and I think they are a perfect match, but I still want to ask him. I want to ask him before him if the harness I gave him is not good enough, if I didn't cover the heat in Osmanthus Jelly that day, and if (pause, sob hoarse) people all over the world are like this.

I didn't know each other,

suddenly my thoughts surged.

I hope you are as white as ever, and you look a little frozen.

Who knows my heart is scared?

Maybe I should pretend to be crazy while I'm drunk.

Let me borrow your arms and leave my lips red.

Recite the old story lightly and slowly,

Let others disturb you.

But I can only fake a smile and pretend to be calm.

Give ear to those feelings.

don't look at your familiar face, just drink silently and be indifferent.

Outside the mountain gate, the snow brushed the white clothes and melted at the fingertips;

with a long sword, what should we do with the vast rivers and lakes?

At this point in my life, like a joke, I ridicule myself.

I have wishful thinking, and I have no end to it.

If you have been with others for a long time,

why bother me to pay the wrong favor?

don't look at me,

you are moved?

Fortunately, after years of floating in the world of mortals,

this heart is full of holes.

what's the matter with you, adding a crack?

it won't hurt.

It's better to bury the past in the wind,

Take the long sword as the monument and the frost and snow as the grave.

If the fault in this life lies in meeting,

seek a happy ending.

Taoist: Later, I went to many places by myself, from spring to winter. At that time, the incident and the person in it were like a dream I had. Now I woke up with nothing.

I crossed the old bridge in Mananping alone,

It happened to be foggy when Shan Yu came.

When I think of hugging under an umbrella that year,

it's like lying on a bridge rope and having a dream.

I woke up and fell to pieces, without a trace.

Taoist: don't live like a joke like me.