I would like to know why the morning wind wakes up the earth dewdrops will open crystal eyes who can tell me why the moonlight waving the veil of the night sky will light up the sky full of stars, let me tell you, friends, because our voices to the strings of the words strummed the wonderful emotions on the knocking our heart lapel, let me tell you, friends, because our hearts to let the soul of the art of the soul in the dance of the spirit of the home on the shade of the green trees all over the place! We come from the fragrance of the soil through the bamboo and oracle bone writing of the light to appreciate the style of gold, wood, water, fire and earth! We come from the volumes of the Hundred Schools of Thought to follow the ancestors pacing out the square step to bow to the heaven and earth, the ruler, the parents and the teacher we come from the moss of the Qin bricks and Han tiles to step on the river and the mountains of a unified measure of the magnificence in the emperors and generals in the wind and clouds in the meeting of emotion! We came from the Tang poetry and Song lyrics in the ink, holding up a cup full of grape wine in the night, so that the sorrow of parting to the heart of the river bleached white the round of autumn moon We came from the Yuanqu Qiang flute rhythms look at the ancient road in the west wind wind wind chimes can never call back the end of the world of the broken hearted lonely traveler We came from the Ming and Qing dynasty novels in the plot of the trekking mountains and rivers, a dangerous peaks to leave behind through the streets and alleys, a dream turned into smoke, we just like that all the way! Into the hall of literature, into the sound of the wonderful in the heart and soul of the impact of our own feelings! We just walk all the way to the pure land of the soul, step on the stage of art in the emotion and emotion of the conversation we have our own temperament! We recite that the clouds of the mountains fly into the distance; we recite that the waves of the rivers sing with joy; we recite that the breeze of the moon is fragrant; we recite that the sun glows with glory; we recite that we have traveled through yesterday and today; we recite that we have traveled through the years and the storms; we let our moods fly between the lines of poetry and beautiful literature; we sing along the journey through the mountains and the waters; we let our hearts sing along the journey through the mountains and the waters; we sing along the journey through the mountains and the waters. The journey of the journey of the heart - sprinkled with colorful sunshine
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