Leaving this past a building of smoke and rain, the west wind of ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains.
I remember when I first came here, the peony flowers are blooming beautifully, full of around the entire riverside. The spring wind blew across the river, ripples, seems to be just to comfort me this a person who came from afar.
Time passes, in here unknowingly has been many years, I sideburns born Chinese hair, the more close to the return date, more feeling of separation. Here, my friends are not much, you count one, our friendship is light to the extreme, but also deep to the bottom. I remember the first time I saw the Cao Tang; I remember drinking at night in the west building; I remember listening to the rain in the high pavilion; I remember fishing in the rivers and lakes; I remember burning the red candle.
These days, you pulled me, every day every day to go to the West River Building to listen to the string song. People do not speak, to string instead.
The frost in the morning, austere force; roadside leaves, flying red like fire. In fact, there is no need to send again and again, this goodbye or reunion, or no goodbye, you and my friendship, not in the see and not see, but in the know and don't know, this you know.
It's all right.
This is the first time I've seen a glass of wine, and you've sung a song. I'm going to drink this cup of wine and you will sing a song of Yang Guan. After the three stacks of Yang Guan, I already have tears flowing down my cheeks. I think I've been wasting my time for many years, and I used to call myself the Sage of Poetry, and I've had a lot of love, and I've had a lot of ups and downs, but now I'm even more down than the Sage of Poetry, and I've fallen off the map.
You see the wind in the west, I want to go to the place, the fog is heavy, this go to the disaster is not metaphorical.
The lyrics Linjiang Xian Yan Qidao
Freshwater three years of joy, dangerous string a few nights away from love. The first time I saw it, it was a very good time to go back. The first time I saw this, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
The clear tears in front of the Bryan wine, the sound of separation in the Yangguan stack. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it.