I m just a legend of Zhang Yitian s lyrics

I'm just a legend.

**: I want to sing with you in the third issue Singer: Xiao Shenyang.

Lyrics: Zhang Yimou & Liu Juan.

Composer: Zhao Lin.

Fan Shuming: Listen to me slowly

Xiao Shenyang: Don't look at me for being tactful.

But the ears are not soft.

Even if you say a few words from the bottom of your heart.

I won't flick if there are tears.

It's just that there's no right opportunity right now.

Qiang Dongyue: It's my turn to fight.

Eat a bowl of oily noodles.

I'm sure I'll be able to charge forward in piapia.

Never drop the chain.

Designated insurance for critical moments.

Zhao Qingwang: If the panda is holding back the red and black circles under his eyes.

He didn't dare to look at the tiger in a hurry.

Take a good look at us again.

This slender melon seed face of pure masters.

Qiang Dongyue: I am very impressed.

The desert is empty and horseshoe raised.

Very impressive.

It's a long way to get into the mountains at sunset.

Zhao Qingwang: Don't be crazy about me.

I'm just a legend.

Our world is so big.

So many things.

Qiang Dongyue: You and I both say that we fully understand the truth of the facts.

In fact, what I heard was one.

It's a legend.

Fan Shuming: Wow, yes, yes!

Fan Shuming: There is a Bao Qingtian in Kaifeng who is selfless and loyal and traitorous.

The heroes of the rivers and lakes came to help the dynasty and Mahan were by their side.

Qiang Dongyue: I am very impressed.

The eyes of the floating moon are charming.

Zhao Qingwang: I am very impressed.

Cold drunkenness, sleeping dreams, and panicking.

Zhao Qingwang + Qiang Dongyue + Fan Shuming: Don't be crazy about me.

You're just too lonely.

The red sun rises here.

The moon sets on the other side.

Zhao Qingwang: You and I are both passers-by on this road.

Zhao Qingwang + Qiang Dongyue: Actually, what is left is definitely not.

Definitely not lonely.

Zhao Qingwang + Qiang Dongyue + Fan Shuming: I am very impressed.

Ride a thousand miles to the dust.

Very impressive.

Smoke clouds behind him. Spread all over the sky Qiang Dongyue: his eldest uncle and his second uncle are all his uncles.

The high tables and low benches are all wood.

Zhao Qingwang: His eldest uncle and his second uncle are all his uncles.

The high tables and low benches are all wood.

He: It's all wood.

It's all his uncle. It's all wood.

It's all his uncle. It's all wood.

His uncle's wood, his uncle.

Words: Wang Ying.

Music: Wang Ying. The peach blossoms are full of branches.

It blooms before falling.

Let the admiration indulge in this glass of wine.

A dream, picturesque.

But it is easily crushed into sand.

Ah, love turns into concern with the wind.

The ruthless water is full of right and wrong.

In the wilderness, I wonder if love and calamity are in the East.

Purple incense wafted in, and the ink was as cold and desolate.

How can it be said that eternal entanglement will become a wound.

The earth is desolate. Yes.

Only obsession does not want to forget.

At both ends of good and evil, only love is the most absurd.

The palace bell rings in the ears alone.

The earth is desolate. Yes.

lived up to the common people and lost her again.

Saying that obsession has been cut off can't be the truest lie.

It's close at hand, the end of the world.

The ruthless water is full of right and wrong.

In the wilderness, I wonder if love and calamity are in the East.

Purple incense wafted in, and the ink was as cold and desolate.

How can it be said that eternal entanglement will become a wound.

The earth is desolate. Yes.

Only obsession does not want to forget.

At both ends of good and evil, only love is the most absurd.

The palace bell rings in the ears alone.

The earth is desolate. Yes.

lived up to the common people and lost her again.

Saying that obsession has been cut off can't be the truest lie.

It's close at hand, the end of the world.

It's close at hand, the end of the world.