Qi Long, born in Yanshi Town, Juancheng County, Heze City, Shandong Province, China, is a male singer and musician in China. 20 12, the song "Singing Love Songs with Tears" was released. 20 13, the single "The world of love is only you" was released. The fourth solo album "Drunken Love" was released in 20 14. 20 15 participated in the CCTV program "Starting from Happiness".

See also that Shanhong is a song sung by singer Qi Long. Composed by Liu Haidong, included in Only You in the World of Love. The 20 12 Qilong version of "Mountain Red" jumped to the top three of the 20 12 national square dance with overwhelming strength and became one of the teaching classics of the majority of square dance enthusiasts. With the strong support and request of the fans, Qilong once again launched "Seeing Red in the Mountains" on 20 13, which is about to set off a new round of national square dance.

Lyrics of "See the Mountain Red again"

That is the wind you are attached to in autumn, that is your intoxicating red, that is your affectionate heart, sour and sweet, and it hurts people. You are my homesickness, and you are my truest childhood dream. You are the song I keep in my heart. I'll sing it to you today. See you again after such a long separation. You condensed the color of the sun into homesickness, and I saw Hongshan again.

Sour and sweet, it hurts. You are my homesickness. You are my childhood dream. You are my hidden song. I'm going to sing to you today. You can see the color of the sun, long-lost mountain red, homesickness, burning years, long-lost mountain red.

You condensed the color of the sun into homesickness and saw the red mountains in your hometown. You melted the burning years in my heart. That's the wind that you are attached to in autumn, that's your enchanting red, that's your affectionate heart, sour and sweet, and it hurts your heart. You are my homesickness, you are my truest childhood dream, and you are my hidden song. I sing this song today.

Look at the mountain red, the long-lost mountain red. You condense the color of the sun into homesickness. Look at the mountain red, the mountain red of my hometown. You have melted the burning years in my heart. That is the wind you are attached to in autumn, that is your enchanting red all over the mountain, that is your affectionate heart, sour and sweet, and it hurts people. You are my homesickness, and you are the truest one in my childhood.