Lyrics of the Peacock Flying Southeast(lun sang kong que dong nan fei ge ci )

The sound of a konghou is scattered, and the tears are falling

The wind presses the reed and leaves the sandalwood mark

Pain is dying, after dusk, the feeling is broken, and the person is still in the beginning

Let right and wrong be wrong or right

Ah, gossiping, what's the nightmare

My thoughts are in disorder and my heart is broken

Just not to break this knot in the world

Ah, the peacock flies to the southeast for five miles

Love always hurt more true

The distant sound of Qin

The residual lamp under the moon is slightly warm, and the shadow is quietly gloomy

Like drunk, like a dream, hate with deep love

The night is too cruel to deceive the first serious

Why wait when people are gone and buildings are empty

It was agreed that her third life would not reach her grave outside the city

A thousand tunes in the wilderness

A piece of paper missing prosperous burning ashes, looking back and sighing

Suddenly wake up, if a person

The sound of a konghou is scattered, and the tears are falling

The wind presses the reed and leaves the sandalwood mark

Pain is dying, after dusk, the feeling is broken, and the person is still in the beginning

Let right and wrong be wrong or right

Ah, gossiping, what's the nightmare

My thoughts are in disorder and my heart is broken

Just not to break this knot in the world

Ah, the peacock flies to the southeast for five miles

Love always hurt more true

The distant sound of Qin

The residual lamp under the moon is slightly warm, and the shadow is quietly gloomy

Like drunk, like a dream, hate with deep love

The night is too cruel to deceive the first serious

Why wait when people are gone and buildings are empty

It was agreed that her third life would not reach her grave outside the city

A thousand tunes in the wilderness

A piece of paper missing prosperous burning ashes, looking back and sighing

Suddenly wake up, if a person

Dream of Peacock Flying Southeast, wet hair pillow

Listen to the Nightingale, the more deeply it hurts

Chinese PinYin : Lun Sang Kong Que Dong Nan Fei Ge Ci