Journey to the West episode, riding a horse and raising a whip lyrics

Answer 1

The lyrics of " Look at My Prancing Horse Raising Its Whip " were as follows: Crossing the river and crossing the mountains, the road was difficult and thrilling. Only then did I see demons in power, and only then did I encounter wind, spears, snow, and halberds. And meet frost knife rain sword, who knows when can reach the western paradise. They were sincere and would not return until they reached the Holy Mountain. Let him walk long and see me gallop and whip.

There was also a song called " Raising the Whip on the Horse " with the lyrics: The sky is vast, the earth is vast, floating, melodious idyll. The mountains were dancing, and the water was also dancing. They were flowing, moving legends. The flowers are also popular, the songs are also popular, your passion is burning me. The horses are happy, the sheep are happy, joy everywhere entices me. The horse galloped across the river. The clouds in the sky revealed dimples. Passion and joy surrounded me. It was self-evident that I was galloping happily. The breeze passed by, and the horses sang loudly. All of them had dispersed, and they were vexed and lonely. The grassland was on fire, and so was his heart. He would never part with it, and he would happily drift about. The grasslands let me ride my horse and whip my whip, treading across the vast grasslands. I want to spread my enthusiasm all over the grassland and the mountains. He rode his horse and whipped his whip, chasing after joy, wandering the white clouds, drifting together. He rode his horse and whipped his whip, treading across the vast land. His fiery feelings were planted in his heart. He whipped his horse, sang in the sky, and flew like an eagle, feeling the heat. The flowers are also popular, the songs are also popular, your passion is burning me. The horses are happy, the sheep are happy, joy everywhere entices me. The horse galloped across the river. The clouds in the sky revealed dimples. Passion and joy surrounded me. It was self-evident that I was galloping happily. The breeze passed by, and the horses sang loudly. All of them had dispersed, and they were vexed and lonely. The grassland was on fire, and so was his heart. He would never part with it, and he would happily drift about. I want to ride my horse and whip my whip, I want to walk all over the vast plains, all over the mountains and slopes with my enthusiasm. He rode his horse and whipped his whip, chasing after joy, wandering the white clouds, drifting together. He rode his horse and whipped his whip, treading across the vast land. His fiery feelings were planted in his heart. He whipped his horse, sang in the sky, and flew like an eagle, feeling the heat.
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