The next sentence of Wei Shu Luoyang City

If you are following me, I have passed by in my past life.

This is from the lyrics of Jay Chou's "Fireworks Easily Cold"

The bustling sound escapes into Buddhism and disturbs the world

The dream is cold, and after a lifetime, A few more love debts

As you acquiesce, life and death will wait

Waiting for a while, another ring of growth

How many pagodas will be broken? Layer, whose soul is broken?

He rushes straight into pain, a broken lamp, the collapsed mountain gate

Let me wait, history will turn around

Waiting for the wine to be mellow , waiting for you to play a guzheng

The rain is falling, and the vegetation is deep in my old hometown

I heard that you are always alone

The mottled city gates surround the old town. The root of the tree

What echoes on the stone slab is, wait a little longer

The rain is falling, and the grass and trees are deep in my old hometown

I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell in that wild village

The fate took root in us

Listening to youth, ushering in laughter that makes many people envious

The annals of history are gentle and unwilling, but the writing is too harsh

Fireworks are easy to get cold, and people are easy to separate

And you are asking, am I still serious?

Thousands of years later , Deep love for many generations, who else is waiting

And Qing Shi, how can it not be true, Wei Shu Luoyang City

If you are following, you have passed through the past life

Follow the world of mortals, follow me throughout my life

It rains heavily, and the vegetation is deep in my old hometown

I heard that you are always alone

The mottled city gates surround the old town. The roots of the tree

What echoes on the stone slabs is, wait a little longer

The rain is falling, and the grass and trees are deep in my old hometown

I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of the herdsman's flute on the outskirts of the city fell in that wild village

It was when fate took root that we

It rained heavily and the vegetation was deep in my old hometown

I heard it. You are always alone

The mottled city gate is entangled with the roots of old trees

What echoes on the stone slabs is waiting

The rain is falling, the rain is falling, the old trees are falling. The grass and trees in my hometown are deep

I heard, I heard, you are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of the herdsman's flute on the outskirts of the city fell in that wild village

It is us who took root in fate< /p>

It is us who are destined to take root

Jialan Temple listens to the sound of rain and looks forward to eternity