"Tears of Departure" sung by Zhang Jicong is the ending theme of the Hong Kong TV series "Food is a Slave", and Fan Bingbing is not in the show.
"Food as Slaves" is a costume comedy TV series produced by Hong Kong Television Broadcasting Co., Ltd. in 2014 and set in the Kangxi and Yongzheng years of the Qing Dynasty. It stars Wang Zulan, Wan Qiwen, Huang Zhixian, Wu Dingxin, Zhang Jicong, and He Yan. Starring Shi Shi, the drama uses food as a clue to tell the story of the nine kings who fought for their heirs during the Kangxi reign of the Qing Dynasty.
The lyricist of "Tears of Leaving People" is Xiao Ke, and the music was written by Zhang Jicong himself. The lyrics are as follows:
Tears of Leaving People - Zhang Jicong
Outside the Park Snow is gathering
Sleeping sweet eyes are hiding sin
The spring beauty fades and hides in the ruins of the heart
The tender heart is waiting to be knotted, and the dream of thousands of miles is waiting to be promised
< p>The morning rain splashes the pistil in the flowerThe tears of separation are a little painful and the petals are no longer decorated
Half of the duckweed is broken and the love stains the landscape
The desire is over In the closed moon
The regrets fly away like flowers
The half-tones of the orioles are left in the dream
The blood in the arms is like tears of love
When people look up high, they are like ears of corn
The scenery fades and finally freezes into the void
The soft intestines are still intact and the dreams of thousands of miles away are not promised
The sad wind scatters the flowers among the flowers Rui
The tears of separation are a little painful and the petals are no longer attached
Half of the duckweed is broken and love stains the landscape
The passion is open but closed for a month
< p>Regrets fly away like flowersThe half-tones of the orioles are left in the dream
The tears of separation are so painful that the petals are no longer embellished
Duckweed is broken Hundreds of kinds of love dye the landscape
Lust blooms but closes in the moon
Without hatred, this flower flies away
Hide half your life of greed in your marrow