Still water, singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. Listen to the string and break three thousand infatuations. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips. A flower and a world, a leaf and a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life. Drink a glass, drink snow, and be at a loss for another year. Forget when you are drunk, why bother; Pity the quiet night, the shadows are bleak. We have known each other for thousands of years and love each other in this life; If you can't move, you will have a lot of worries, and tears will flow first. In this life, I follow the ancient legend and sprinkle withered petals for you in the tunnel of time. In the brief lingering of this life, string the most beautiful memories into melodious melodies, just to commemorate the most beautiful meeting when flowers bloom. And I, just forgotten in an eternal dream. Have another drink. I want to know you. I have a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are in harmony, but they dare to break with you.