Lyrics written by Guo Jingming

I shine the brightest

Lights and fireworks shine together

Can’t even brighten my dreams

The beginning of my journey

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The badges along my road

The hope stranded in the wind and sand

Time makes the face gradually glow

The wind and snow gently blow away the sadness

Only wings that get wet can have the power to pass through the storm

I used to sing whenever I wanted to, I would sing my brightest

This There is the most touching sunshine in a summer

You give me a dream and I bravely move forward

The wind and rain pat my shoulders

Now I want to sing Just sing my brightest

This summer has the warmest eyes

The glory I wear in the distance of memory

Shines through the skylight to polish my dreams

I shine the most

Swordsman Love

Singer: Han Hong Lyrics: Guo Jingming Music: Luo Xiaoyin

No ups and downs, no sadness The joyful Buddha has black knuckles and red eye sockets

There is no water, no fire, no beacon smoke, the country is cold, the iron clothes are black, the skirt corners are red

Who prays, who chants mantras, who rolls up the cuffs of the Green Underworld Sword Sad to the left, sad to the right

Who draws the bow, who dances the sleeves, who spreads out the scroll to destroy the god's ax, forward the years and backward

Who waits, who waits for 10,000 years, just waiting for one Wrong

Who stared at whom for a second and left a legend

He waited for her for ten thousand years, only to be lonely

She told him Staring for a second, he turned around and took away the legend

One person cried and ten thousand people roared

Thousands of armors are no match for three-inch soft fingers

One A person’s frown makes ten thousand people tremble

Three thousand territories are but a stream of spring water

Who becomes immortal, who removes dust, and who leaves a scarecrow

Whoever is saved is sealed away Who lights up the eternal lamp

Basalt black sky red

Shu embroidery

Furong City rains in March and embroidery needles in April

Feather fan is far away Refers to how many inches to cut the brocade of the Thousand Army Formation

Watch the iron horse treading the glacier, silk thread stitching the thousands of lanterns in the red dust of Shaohua

Landscapes, one journey, wind and snow, and another journey

Five red candle pillows The moonflowers and leaves are deep in Xinghua Village in June

Thousands of red and crisp hands and blue silk threads will make marriage more likely

Waiting for the setting sun to shine on the lonely peonies dyeing copper bottles and filling the city with the sound of herding flutes

The beautiful woman leans against the door and looks at you on your return journey

You can see that every stitch of embroidery has someone hurting you

You can see that the peony blooms throughout your life and there are people waiting for you

Jiang He Running into the sea, everything springs for you

The bright moon can never shine without leaving others

You can see that there is another stitch of embroidery and someone is hurting for you

You can see that the summer rain and autumn wind are there for you You wait

The green bamboo weeps and the ink marks the brocade calligraphy and painting cannot be accomplished

The love needle and thread can never be embroidered into the mandarin duck pillow

In this life, I am proud of the wind and the moon and are as thin as a knife urging me to grow old.

In the next life, I will be happy with you every day and night

It rains heavily in Furong City in March and embroidery needles fall in April

The feather fan points to the brocade tailoring of the Thousand Army Formation in the distance A few inches

Watch the iron horse treading the glacier, silk thread sewing the red dust of Shaohua, thousands of tents of lanterns

Landscapes one way, wind and snow, and then another

Red candle pillow, May flowers and leaves deep in June Xinghua Village

Thousands of red silk hands and blue hair are more likely to be married

Waiting for the setting sun to illuminate the lonely shadow of the peony-dyed copper bottle and the sound of the reed flute filling the city

The lady leans on the door and looks at it You are on your way home

You can see that every stitch of embroidery has someone hurting you

You can see that the peonies are blooming and there are people waiting for you all your life

For whom does everything spring when the rivers flow into the sea?

The bright moon never shines without leaving others

You can see that there are people who are hurting for you every stitch of embroidery

You can see that in the summer rain and autumn wind, there are people waiting for you

Crying bamboo weeps with ink marks, brocade calligraphy and painting cannot be completed

Love needles and threads can’t be embroidered into mandarin duck pillows

Ten thousand needles wrap around fingers to break brocade

The sound of cuckoo cries of blood

The hibiscus flowers in Shu Kingdom are all colorful and the dust returns to dust in a blink of an eye

The war song bids farewell to the people who are leaving and the pedestrians want to die

These words are true with deep love and sweetness.

You can see that every stitch of embroidery is loved by someone.

You can see that the peonies are blooming and there are people who are waiting for you throughout your life.

For whom does everything spring when the rivers flow into the sea?

The bright moon never shines without leaving others

You can see that there are people who are hurting for you despite the embroidery stitches

You can see that in the summer rain and autumn wind, there are people waiting for you

The green bamboo weeps and the ink marks fail to complete the brocade calligraphy and painting

The love needles and threads cannot be embroidered into the mandarin duck pillow

September Ferris wheel

The lights of the entire city are turned off Eyes

The Ferris wheel spins alone

All the yellow leaves have fallen all autumn

You hold the umbrella alone

Two cups of coffee Pressing two old photos

White slippers on the red carpet

Two goldfish swimming between heaven and earth

The night is long and the day is short

I am used to writing letters to you and delivering medicine to you

Take pictures for you and ride on the Ferris wheel with you

I am used to lining up alone and buying tickets alone

Being proud of myself Jogging slowly around the playground alone

I am used to learning from you to speak and learning to smile from you

Learning from you to run and learning from you to plant flowers and plants on the balcony

I am also used to traveling alone. Backpack

Being alone and annoyed, drawing a sketch of your back alone

Loneliness is the beating of the heartbeat

I don’t know where you are

Three I become brave after autumn

Three more laps of the Ferris wheel

Three years have covered the mountains and transformed them into coasts

The floating clouds have warmed the reeds

The four seasons show birds flying across the date line

The sky is high, please make a wish

The wind blows from all directions, remember that year

You close your eyes gently

I am used to being sad with you and silent with you

Being bored with you and facing time like a knife

I am also used to being depressed and nervous because of you

Because you are proud because you are extremely proud

I am used to waiting for the bus with you and listening to songs with you

Dancing with you and picking simple flowers and plants for you

I am also used to being sad because of you and dim because of you

Shines because of you because your heart beats wildly

Memories are like sketches burned one by one

You are here I don’t know where I am

It doesn’t matter where my heart is

The country behind the north wind

The empty teacher’s empty left chord

The color of the paint box End

Under the heavy rain

You held an umbrella for me

The Big Dipper points due south

The scorching sun is dazzling on a snowy day

The clouds on the horizon are floating on the shore

Who has gray hair in a snap

mind hey yeah...

After the show and before leaving

North of Time and South of Time

Waving Goodbye

The green drawing board is left on the wall

You hang your white shirt in the room

Photos taken three years ago

The setting sun shines in front of the window

The face disappeared

The lights dimmed and the music slowed down

Ten years after and ten years ago

Everything has changed

Between the numbers behind the chair

Old movies are being replaced and new movies are being staged

The hiding is not over

The hiding

(Those things that happened in 1999

Like a faded movie

The grass is endlessly covered by time Burned and passed away

The skinny boy and the sad girl in the photo were left

No one remembers and no one will ask

When did they leave? When will we come again) Narrator

Those years were drowned in the sea of ??people

A few of the songs we once sung remain

We stand in the turbulent sea of ??people

How many flowers have been planted are still blooming

in nineteen ninety-nine I can't open my eyes

in nineteen ninety-nine There's no one left

in nineteen ninety-nine I can't open my heart

in nineteen ninety-nine Who is left alone

I once sang a song and saw the grass on the hillside

in nineteen ninety-nine I couldn't open my eyes

in nineteen ninety-nine No one is left

in nineteen ninety-nine My heart can’t be opened

in nineteen ninety-nine No one is left alone

黄草There are only a few left singing all over the hillside

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My boy has learned to love

I can no longer remember the pranks he loves

Whose girl takes off her blue hairband

I still cry when I see old movies

in nineteen ninety-nine I can't open my eyes

in nineteen ninety-nine there is no one left

in nineteen ninety-nine my heart cannot be opened

in nineteen ninety-nine who is left alone

Once we held hands and said we would travel for the rest of our lives

in nineteen ninety-nine I couldn't open my eyes

in nineteen ninety-nine There was no one left

in nineteen ninety -nine My heart cannot be opened

in nineteen ninety-nine Who is left alone

Have you woken up from this dream of traveling all your life

La~~~

Crossword puzzle

Come again at dusk, dawn and dusk

Memory expands, folds and re-expands

Green light, red light, green light, comes again

The crowd dispersed, gathered and dispersed again

Who waited quietly like me

How many dialogues were heard along the road

Passing several rusty house signs

How many blank spaces are there in life

I am naturally stupid and can’t fill in the crossword puzzle

How many people will exist in the future

There is a kind of happiness I was born lonely and can’t wait

How many kinds of dialogue are there in loneliness

I forgot my lines but I couldn’t speak when I opened my mouth

How many angels are there in heaven

You can’t see the feathers falling when you raise your head

The past, the present and the future

How unexpected it is to meet someone in the sea of ??life

Three years and five years ago at this moment

The firefly plays hide and seek again and again after losing

Who gives me ordinary love

His voice and appearance are forgotten and his smile is buried

Who stops when I pass by Gotta get it down

How many blank spaces are there in life

I am stupid and can’t fill in the crossword puzzle

How many people will exist in the future

Waiting I was born lonely and can’t wait for you

How many kinds of dialogue are there in loneliness

I forgot my lines and I opened my mouth but couldn’t speak

How many angels are there in heaven

You can’t see the feathers falling when you raise your head

Come back and leave and never come back

We wait for disappointment and wait again

Come back in summer, winter and summer

Once the phone is closed, it will not be opened again

The Fool

The fairy tale prince rides on the white horse

Smiling and saying nothing

Is your prince me or him?

Why don’t you answer?

Your wonderful years

Hua

Is the fairy tale I love

April Fool's Day carnival

I'm hiding in the corner

Your prince should ride a white horse

Smile and talk to you

You will know that I tell that joke

A fool like me

April Fools’ Day is here again

Are you still laughing at me?

It’s always your face that I see when following angels

Paper airplanes can’t fly higher than before

Winter and summer On sunny days and cloudy days, time flies away

The paper planes are layered with longings

I don’t want the angel to land beside me

The paper planes fly around and come back again Come to the front

The back of the phone in the photo is your face

The paper plane flies by you but you can’t see it

Your light is dazzling

I am ordinary and inconspicuous

Swordsman Love

No ups and downs

Buddha without joys and sorrows

Black knuckles

Red eyes

No water, no fire

A country without war

Black iron clothes

Red skirt corners

Whoever prays, who recites the incantation

(Whoever prays, who recites the incantation)

Who rolls up his sleeves

The Qingming Sword points to the left

(Qingming Sword to the left)

Sadness to the right

Whoever draws the bow dances the sleeves

(Whoever draws the bow dances Sleeve)

Who unfolded the scroll

The God of Destruction is forward

Nianhua is backward

(Nianhua is backward)

Who waited for who waited ten thousand years

It was just a mistake to wait

Who stared at whom for a second

So he stayed The legend

He waited for her for ten thousand years

Only waiting for loneliness

She stared at him for a second

Turn around and take away the legend

Swordsman Love-Jianwang II Theme Song

Whoever prays, who chants the curse

(Whoever prays, who chants the curse)

Who rolled up the cuffs

Qing Ming Sword to the left

(Qing Ming Sword to the left)

Sadness to the right

Who draws the bow and dances the sleeves

(Who draws the bow and dances the sleeves)

Who unfolds the scroll

The God-Destroying Yue moves forward

Time goes backwards

A man cries

Ten thousand people roar

Thousands of armors

It is difficult to defeat three inches Wrap your fingers softly

One person frowns

It makes ten thousand people tremble

Three thousand territories

It is just a spring stream

Who waited for who waited ten thousand years

It was just a mistake to wait

Who stared at whom for a second

So he stayed The legend

He waited for her for ten thousand years

Only waiting for loneliness

She stared at him for a second

Turn around and take away the legend

Who waited for whom for ten thousand years

It was just a mistake to wait

Who stared at whom for a second

So the legend was left behind

He waited for her for ten thousand years

But he was lonely after waiting

She stared at him for a second

Turn around and take away the legend

Who becomes immortal and who is pure from the dust

Who leaves the scarecrow

Whoever saves is sealed

Who lights up the eternal lamp

Basalt black

Celestial red

Listen to my voice

Rainbow fascinates the eyes in the human world's fireworks jungle

Future, present and past

Vanity is overflowing and parades everywhere are noisy

You said welcome

The world draws the curtains and turns off the lights

How charming it is when blood boils like fire

Throats roar out colors and sounds define rules

Flashlights capture even ants everywhere

Ants are also outstanding

The city lights are so quiet that thousands of people cannot wake up from their dreams

The whole world pauses to listen to my voice

When you open your eyes, the world’s cement forest

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There is no past

Doting in and out of the country in the name of idols

Why do we need an agreement

The world is empty and the door is closed

Blood is as charming and boiling as fire

The rules of color redefined by ears

There are noble colors without flash carving

The whole world keeps spinning I am at the center of the world

Everything is so quiet and listen to my voice

The restless red clouds and time decorate the jungle of love and desire

The coat gradually shrinks with gold stitches Burn tightly to ashes

There are noble colors without flash carving

The rules of redefining colors that the ears can hear

There are noble colors without flash carving

The whole world keeps spinning and I am at the center of the world