This is a worldly love that is sad because of separation? But it does not bring sadness to people, even if the lyrics and music are depicted very sad.

Sorry but not hurt!

More?    It’s a blessing, a nostalgia?                                                    

The singing style changed gently, and the picture seemed to change suddenly.

"............La la~The bronze mirror reflects no matter how badly it is~The evil ponytail~

If you are wild, I will accompany you in this life~”

Those who have been with you all their lives? It seems like they were back to the first meeting when they were young.

The scene reflected in the bronze mirror? Is it innocent? The lively and cute girl with a ponytail.

The boy seemed to say to the girl, if you are naughty, you will not be able to get rid of me in the future!

I spent my whole life quietly, and this scene seems to be reincarnated in the next life.

Just as before.

It's like a fate that cannot be erased even after several cycles of reincarnation.

After going around in circles, I returned to the starting point again and continued the flawless love.

The song slowly stopped.

This touching artistic conception still surrounds the concert.

After a moment of stagnation, a tide of screams and applause rang out.

But the music didn't stop at all.

But, it’s only halftime!

I sighed at the afterglow of "Hair Like Snow", such a unique love makes people obsessed with such charm.

Li Wenyin smiled softly.

The lights began to soften and dreamy.

Take a few steps forward and lift the microphone.

The gentle guzheng sounded, and the erhu and pipa followed closely together the next song.

Li Wenyin's voice was very gentle when she spoke gently.

It's like recalling, like remembering.

"When I was a child, I stole the light from whom I was ~

I have never combed for ten years~”

As soon as the picture turned, it seemed that it had arrived in ancient times in an instant.

Li Wenyin's singing style is very gentle, like the gentle and elegant young man in the water town.

It seems that there is an ancient scholar who is missing the way he studied hard when he was young.

I have been digging a wall and stealing light for ten years, and I have worked so hard that I don’t even have time to comb my hair.

For what? Maybe it is to gain fame and fortune. Only in this way can one have the person in his heart.

"Now I read under the light~ The red sleeves add fragrance~

Half a lifetime of fame is just a false ~”

Now I am resting under the lamp, reading books casually, and being accompanied by beautiful women.

Qingluo Hongshe sat next to the incense burner, and the scholar felt that the fame and fortune that had been wandering for half a lifetime was as false as a cloud.

Although the red sleeves add fragrance, the beauty is no longer there.

"The smoke and smoke are flying in March~

I saw my hometown in the flying catkins~”

The back shot pushes the retro melody layer by layer, and a few bird calls seem to celebrate the beauty of early spring.

In March, the scholar admired the flying orioles in front of him.

A few wisps of willow catkins that symbolize parting, but suddenly reminded the scholar of his hometown.

"I wonder if you are still in Luyang, I'm not sure if you are in my heart~

A strand of black hair is treasured for a lifetime~”

The scholar took out a strand of black hair from his arms, which was given to him by his sweetheart in Luyang.

Treasure for a lifetime.

The sincere longing makes my heart slightly worried.

But in the past, the chariots and horses were very slow and the letters were short.

It is difficult to meet when we part.

"Lovers on the bridge come in and out~

The red medicine by the bridge sighs that the night is too long~”

Looking at the lovers who were walking together on the bridge, the scholar couldn't help but sigh. The red medicine blooming around him was so beautiful, but he had no intention of watching.

The peony flowers by the bridge seemed to be sighing softly at the long night full of longing.

Farewell, hard to part with, sincerity remains unchanged!

"The moon shook too, people were wandering too~

A song of Lishou came from Wupeng~”

The red medicine and the black tent are full of the charm of the Jiangnan water town.

It turned out that the scholar was already in Jiangnan.

While wandering, even the moon was shaking. Thinking of her in my heart, she was far away in a foreign land.

"Luzhou moonlight~scattered in my heart~

You are no longer like you were under the moon~”

The scholar fell into fantasy.

It seems that I have returned to my hometown Luzhou.

The moonlight that is sprinkled is exactly the same as that of Luzhou.

But at this time, you may no longer be the same as you did before!

A faint longing, a faint melancholy.

"Too many injuries ~ it's hard to express my heart ~

I sighed that it was ordinary at that time~”

Reality forces me to pursue fame and fortune.

But after pursuing fame and fortune, I can't help it.

The love I yearn for seems to be even further away.

It's hard to express your heart!

I could only sigh softly and say the past that was just ordinary, but now I can no longer get what I wish.

"Luzhou moonlight~Pear blossoms and rain are cool~

Who are you next to you now?”

When the pear blossoms bloom, the wind blows, the petals fall, like rain, but it is ten times more beautiful than the rain.

A trace of desolation, a trace of melancholy.

At this moment, will you, who are by the side of others, also beside the moonlight, pear blossoms are raining, and miss me?

"The moonlight in my hometown~ deeply imprinted in my heart~

But I can't shed tears from the past ~"

The moonlight from my hometown in my memory has been deeply imprinted in my heart.

But now I am in a different place and there is no beauty I used to be by my side.

The tears of parting that were reluctant to leave and worried about the past, and the vows and achievements in the tears are vivid in my mind.

But now, more tears may be shedding from regret, sadness, or even regret.

Although my attachment to my hometown has not changed, sadness is no longer the sadness of the past, and tears are no longer the tears of the past.

Maybe it's not just the ancients.

Don’t people today miss their lovers because of all kinds of accidents?

Sometimes in life, you are always involuntarily.
To be continued...