Pillow night breeze, looking at the bright starlight, which a silhouetted against your face? Which one is your eye overlooking the living beings? I sleepless night, waiting for you just for a moment look back fondly. Leaning against the fence cold, by a bunch of street lights dim luster, skim drop before chilling cheek and let it fall to the window marble countertop, it is Acacia splash petals. Twist a cigarette lit, blue-hazed unreal, dense, and you seem to be on the opposite side near, care for silence, only smoke filled the air, swept over the limitations of space, swept over the reality fetters ...... I've been are, and you will eventually begin as illusory, do not be sophisticated ignored.
This night, accustomed to a person alone together for a while in the past, any trace of meditation might better be deceived, my heart filled with the ruins of collapsed like lingering spirits. Under Ningmu break and camphor leaves, old face lightly, a head sadness, love longer. Q rainy night breeze, why upload my life Yan Liang? Plausible but magic outline flooding lingers, and chaotic. A "can not say" my heart is derived from magic, entangled melodies of the soul, able to escape the self-assertion of his own ancestry disaster, not salvation in vain worldly committed wrong move.
No refuge soul is wandering as Fallen flowers. I was alone in the mortal world in the fall of twists and turns, touch the time of the memories, flowery bright smile, drawing thousands of reverie. That favoritism praise words, it is my desire to promote the abyss. All ships have a total fantasy dream, wake up when you have the other side, across so far, as we had never taken rub shoulders edge.
The Bowl, anything sad autumn picture fan. The most disappointed is none other like old friends, the same care just like a stranger. Hazy glimpse of Italy, who cappella melody ringing in the ears, swept over the deep midnight, is sad fruitful cradle. I ask for whom the Qin ring? And for whom this chaos Chinese Zither years? Who will wake up the morning chirping points, hold a thought in vain years went fine stretches of water.
Any of you how perseverance arms are not tight hold of time goes by, I never understand your world, I would also like to bother to understand, because too deliberate but then lost myself, this is my tangled feelings. So always linger in the night round-trip, going into life as transformation, whenever any of the transformation process, must be broke our hearts. It also unspeakable pain, only you know. Fragment of a tie, facing tempting text, leaving one of my high Tianshui far ......
夜枕清風，仰望星輝璀璨，哪一顆映襯著你的容顏？哪一顆又是你俯瞰眾生的眼？我徹夜無眠，只為等你一次回眸瞬間的眷念。倚著冰涼的柵欄，借一束路燈昏黃光彩，掬一滴心寒于腮前，任其滑落窗前理石的臺面，那是相思濺開的花瓣。捻一支煙點燃，青霧繚繞的虛幻，氤氳中，你似乎就在不遠的對面，相顧無言，唯余青煙彌漫，漫過空間的局限，漫過現(xiàn)實里的羈絆……我一直都在，而你終究始如虛幻，不予以世故的理睬。
這樣的夜晚，習慣了一個人獨自廝守一段過往，冥思任何一絲可能的美好自欺，我內心坍塌的廢墟裝滿了烈酒一樣的纏綿。凝目堂前樟葉下，舊時容顏翩然，一目憂傷，情緣更長。問夜雨清風，何以載我此生炎涼？似真卻幻的輪廓驅不散，理還亂。一曲《不可說》，是我心底衍生的魔，糾纏心靈的旋律，逃不脫自己闖下自作多情的禍，救贖不了枉動凡心所犯的錯。
沒有歸依的靈魂，是如落紅飄泊。我獨自淪陷在紅塵里輾轉，輕觸時光的記憶，曾燦爛如花的笑顏，牽引遐想萬千。那偏袒褒獎的言辭，更是將我推進了欲望的深淵。所有的曾經總如夢幻境一般，醒時，你已在彼岸，隔的那么遠，就像我們從來都不曾有過擦肩的緣。
人生若只如初見，何事秋風悲畫扇。最是興嘆莫過一見如故，相顧卻似陌路。驚鴻一瞥意朦朧，是誰清唱的旋律響在耳邊，漫過午夜的深遠，是傷感累累碩果的搖籃。我的瑤琴為誰撫響？又為誰亂了這錦瑟華年？誰喚醒晨會啁啾聲幾點，執(zhí)一枉念赴歲月細水綿延。
任你如何堅毅的臂彎也擁不緊時光的流轉，你的世界我從未明白，我亦想刻意去明白，只因太刻意繼而卻迷失了自己，這是我糾結的情懷?？傇谌绱艘股锪鬟B往返，一如人生一場接一場的蛻變，但凡任何一程蛻變，必定是痛徹心扉的。這痛亦不可言傳，只有自己知道。一闋殘篇，對著文字繾綣，只剩下我一人的天高水遠……
This night, accustomed to a person alone together for a while in the past, any trace of meditation might better be deceived, my heart filled with the ruins of collapsed like lingering spirits. Under Ningmu break and camphor leaves, old face lightly, a head sadness, love longer. Q rainy night breeze, why upload my life Yan Liang? Plausible but magic outline flooding lingers, and chaotic. A "can not say" my heart is derived from magic, entangled melodies of the soul, able to escape the self-assertion of his own ancestry disaster, not salvation in vain worldly committed wrong move.
No refuge soul is wandering as Fallen flowers. I was alone in the mortal world in the fall of twists and turns, touch the time of the memories, flowery bright smile, drawing thousands of reverie. That favoritism praise words, it is my desire to promote the abyss. All ships have a total fantasy dream, wake up when you have the other side, across so far, as we had never taken rub shoulders edge.
The Bowl, anything sad autumn picture fan. The most disappointed is none other like old friends, the same care just like a stranger. Hazy glimpse of Italy, who cappella melody ringing in the ears, swept over the deep midnight, is sad fruitful cradle. I ask for whom the Qin ring? And for whom this chaos Chinese Zither years? Who will wake up the morning chirping points, hold a thought in vain years went fine stretches of water.
Any of you how perseverance arms are not tight hold of time goes by, I never understand your world, I would also like to bother to understand, because too deliberate but then lost myself, this is my tangled feelings. So always linger in the night round-trip, going into life as transformation, whenever any of the transformation process, must be broke our hearts. It also unspeakable pain, only you know. Fragment of a tie, facing tempting text, leaving one of my high Tianshui far ......
夜枕清風，仰望星輝璀璨，哪一顆映襯著你的容顏？哪一顆又是你俯瞰眾生的眼？我徹夜無眠，只為等你一次回眸瞬間的眷念。倚著冰涼的柵欄，借一束路燈昏黃光彩，掬一滴心寒于腮前，任其滑落窗前理石的臺面，那是相思濺開的花瓣。捻一支煙點燃，青霧繚繞的虛幻，氤氳中，你似乎就在不遠的對面，相顧無言，唯余青煙彌漫，漫過空間的局限，漫過現(xiàn)實里的羈絆……我一直都在，而你終究始如虛幻，不予以世故的理睬。
這樣的夜晚，習慣了一個人獨自廝守一段過往，冥思任何一絲可能的美好自欺，我內心坍塌的廢墟裝滿了烈酒一樣的纏綿。凝目堂前樟葉下，舊時容顏翩然，一目憂傷，情緣更長。問夜雨清風，何以載我此生炎涼？似真卻幻的輪廓驅不散，理還亂。一曲《不可說》，是我心底衍生的魔，糾纏心靈的旋律，逃不脫自己闖下自作多情的禍，救贖不了枉動凡心所犯的錯。
沒有歸依的靈魂，是如落紅飄泊。我獨自淪陷在紅塵里輾轉，輕觸時光的記憶，曾燦爛如花的笑顏，牽引遐想萬千。那偏袒褒獎的言辭，更是將我推進了欲望的深淵。所有的曾經總如夢幻境一般，醒時，你已在彼岸，隔的那么遠，就像我們從來都不曾有過擦肩的緣。
人生若只如初見，何事秋風悲畫扇。最是興嘆莫過一見如故，相顧卻似陌路。驚鴻一瞥意朦朧，是誰清唱的旋律響在耳邊，漫過午夜的深遠，是傷感累累碩果的搖籃。我的瑤琴為誰撫響？又為誰亂了這錦瑟華年？誰喚醒晨會啁啾聲幾點，執(zhí)一枉念赴歲月細水綿延。
任你如何堅毅的臂彎也擁不緊時光的流轉，你的世界我從未明白，我亦想刻意去明白，只因太刻意繼而卻迷失了自己，這是我糾結的情懷?？傇谌绱艘股锪鬟B往返，一如人生一場接一場的蛻變，但凡任何一程蛻變，必定是痛徹心扉的。這痛亦不可言傳，只有自己知道。一闋殘篇，對著文字繾綣，只剩下我一人的天高水遠……