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xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Can pen the harshest words
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
To mock this mundane world
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
The one who first feels love
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
de
chún
A solitary lip
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Won your approval, offered a kiss
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
Who is not born from death to seek life?
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
To carve out this fleeting existence
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
Imagining silent years
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
After a hundred years, united in one grave
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Who is not fervent in youth?
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
Alone, loving one person
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Can pen the harshest words
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
To mock this mundane world
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
The one who first feels love
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
de
chún
A solitary lip
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
Won your approval
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
Who is not fervent in youth?
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Alone, loving one person
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
Can pen the harshest words
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
To mock this mundane world
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
The one who first feels love
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
A solitary lip
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
Won your approval, offered a kiss
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
Who is not born from death to seek life?
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Nearly ended, nearly lived long
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Countless self-inflicted wounds in dreams
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Beneath the pen, the most unbridled love and hate
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
To carve out this fleeting existence
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
Only writing of you, untouched by dust
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Imagining silent years
de
chún
After a hundred years, united in one grave
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
I love your desolate eyes, retaining lingering warmth
xiàn
shàng
wěn
A desolate heart, rushing through the wilderness
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
You brush off the dust, wipe away the marks on your fingers
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
Who is not fervent in youth?
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
Alone, loving one person
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
Gazing upon a lifetime of gentle eyes
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
Can pen the harshest words
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
To mock this mundane world
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
Yet cannot bear to slight you in the least
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
I am one of myriad charms, truly no good person
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
Who could be so fortunate to misplace a life's devotion?
de
chún
The one who first feels love
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
Stripped of their keen edge, becomes a subject
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
I love your desolate eyes, like the bright moon and stars
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
Traveling countless miles, knocking at the heart's door
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
A solitary lip
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
Won your approval
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
Offered a kiss
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
de
chún
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
de
chún
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn
yǒu
shuí
shì
ér
xún
shēng
xiǎn
xiē
zhōng
jié
xiǎn
xiē
cháng
mìng
shuì
mèng
zhōng
shù
de
wěn
xià
yǒu
zuì
lín
de
ài
hèn
wān
tiāo
zhè
shēng
zhī
xiě
rǎn
chén
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
huàn
xiǎng
suì
yuè
shēng
bǎi
nián
zhī
hòu
fén
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
liú
yǒu
wēn
huāng
de
xīn
kuàng
bēn
huì
tán
luò
yān
chén
zhǐ
shàng
huī
hén
yǒu
shuí
shì
shào
nián
chéng
jié
rán
shēn
ài
rén
wàng
jìn
le
shēng
wēn
róu
yǎn
shén
xiě
chū
zuì
de
wén
qiào
zhè
yōng
chén
què
rěn
chì
háo
fēn
suàn
wàn
zhǒng
fēng
qíng
shí
fēi
liáng
rén
shuí
néng
yǒu
xìng
cuò
zhōng
shēn
zuì
xiān
dòng
qíng
de
rén
bāo
rèn
lún
wèi
rén
chén
ài
cāng
liáng
shuāng
yǎn
míng
yuè
xīng
chén
yuǎn
wàn
kòu
xīn
mén
de
chún
zhāi
huò
le
shǒu
kěn
xiàn
shàng
wěn

Key HSK Vocabulary

Word Pinyin Meaning HSK Action
温柔 wēn róu meek, gentle HSK 7
有幸 yǒu xìng luckily, fortunately HSK 7
余温 yú wēn remain, leave HSK 7
眼神 yǎn shén glance, expression in one's eyes HSK 7
终结 zhōng jié end, close HSK 7
幻想 huàn xiǎng imagine, fantasize HSK 6
岁月 suì yuè years HSK 5
终身 zhōng shēn lifetime, lifelong HSK 5
无数 wú shù countless, innumerable HSK 4
个人 gè rén individual HSK 3
少年 shào nián teenager, early youth HSK 2
得出 dé chū reach HSK 2
刻薄 kè bó unkind, harsh
孤僻 gū pì unsociable and eccentric
利刃 lì rèn sharp blade of a knife, sharp sword
人臣 rén chén an official , minister
孑然一身 jié rán yī shēn to be all alone in the world, all alone in the world
旷野 kuàng yě wilderness, open field
合于 hé yú to accord with, to fit
无声 wú shēng silent, noiseless

Some stories demand more than words; they require a symphony of emotion, a canvas painted with unparalleled voices. Enter "九万字" (Ninety Thousand Words), a collaborative masterpiece from two of China's most influential artists that promises just that.

Imagine the legendary "Dolphin Princess," Jane Zhang, known for her breathtaking vocal power and iconic whistle register, merging her artistry with the distinctive, popular voice of Liu Yuning, the singer and actor who first rose to fame as the charismatic lead of Modern Brothers. This isn't just a song; it's an auditory journey designed to immerse you in rich Chinese culture and language, one powerful note at a time.

Quick Info

Song Name 九万字 (Ninety Thousand Words)
Artist Jane Zhang & Liu Yuning
Original Singer Jane Zhang
Release Year 2022
Duration 04:47

The Story Behind the Song

"九万字" (Ninety Thousand Words) isn't merely a song; it's a meticulously woven tapestry of an ancient Chinese romance that exists in the heart's memory, not in history books. Its poetic verses unfold a vast, untold saga of profound longing and epic, often unrequited, devotion. The "ninety thousand words" whisper of a love so grand it demands volumes, yet remains tragically unwritten, a poignant echo of countless star-crossed destinies from imperial courts and forgotten battlefields.

This track, whether by Jane Zhang's ethereal grace or Liu Yuning's emotive power, taps into a collective cultural unconscious. It's the soul's lament for a love eclipsed by fate, a magnificent sorrow that resonates with anyone who has known the weight of a boundless affection. Its melancholic grandeur and traditional aesthetic evoke a timeless beauty, crafting an immersive emotional landscape that listeners inhabit, rather than just observe.

✨ Lyrical Highlights

笔落九万字 却无人共我一字
Bǐ luò jiǔ wàn zì què wú rén gòng wǒ yī zì
My brush writes ninety thousand characters, yet no one shares a single word with me.

This line beautifully contrasts immense creative effort with profound solitude. The vastness of "ninety thousand characters" symbolizes an epic, deeply felt story, while the absence of a shared "single word" poignantly conveys the unrequited or lost connection at the heart of the song's theme. It captures the essence of a grand narrative unshared, emphasizing the speaker's isolation despite their ardent devotion.

风月入我相思局
Fēng yuè rù wǒ xiāng sī jú
Wind and moon enter my game of lovesickness.

This exquisitely poetic line personifies nature, suggesting that even the romantic elements of wind and moon are drawn into the speaker's pervasive melancholy. It evokes a classic Chinese literary aesthetic where scenery reflects inner emotion, making the speaker's longing feel vast and all-encompassing. The "game of lovesickness" portrays their sorrow as a deeply personal and inescapable predicament.

Grammar Notes

📌 V 得/不 补语 (de/bu complement)
This structure is used to indicate whether an action can achieve a certain result or direction. 得 (de) indicates possibility, meaning 'can [verb] out/achieve,' while 不 (bù) indicates impossibility, meaning 'cannot [verb] out/achieve.' The complement (e.g., 出 'chū' for 'out,' 懂 'dǒng' for 'understand') specifies the result or direction.

他写得出动人的诗句。

tā xiě de chū dòng rén de shī jù.

He can write moving poetic lines.

📌 以 + Verb/Noun (yǐ + Verb/Noun)
In this context, 以 (yǐ) functions as a formal or literary preposition, typically meaning 'in order to,' 'by means of,' or 'with.' It introduces the purpose, method, or instrument of an action. It's more common in written Chinese or classical expressions.

他以歌声表达对家乡的思念。

tā yǐ gē shēng biǎo dá duì jiā xiāng de sī niàn.

He expresses his longing for his hometown through song.

📌 谁能...? / 有谁不是...?
These are rhetorical question patterns used to emphasize a point or express a strong opinion, implying that the answer is obvious. '谁能...?' (Who can...?) implies 'no one can,' while '有谁不是...?' (Is there anyone who isn't...?) implies 'everyone is' or 'it's universally true.'

谁能拒绝如此美丽的景色?

shuí néng jù jué rú cǐ měi lì de jǐng sè?

Who can refuse such beautiful scenery? (Implying: No one can.)

📌 Verb + 尽 (jìn)
The resultative complement 尽 (jìn) indicates that an action is completed, exhausted, or used up. It suggests thoroughness or the depletion of something as a result of the verb's action.

他尝尽了人生的酸甜苦辣。

tā cháng jìn le rén shēng de suān tián kǔ là.

He has tasted all the ups and downs (literally, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy) of life.

📌 险些 + Verb/Clause (xiǎn xiē + Verb/Clause)
险些 (xiǎn xiē) is an adverb meaning 'nearly,' 'almost,' or 'narrowly.' It indicates that an event, often an undesirable one, was on the verge of happening but ultimately did not, or that a desired outcome was almost missed. It's used for close calls.

那辆车开得太快,险些撞到行人。

nà liàng chē kāi de tài kuài, xiǎn xiē zhuàng dào xíng rén.

That car was driving too fast and almost hit a pedestrian.