Far shore of the wine quaffed, the sword ramp command, both good and bad for the earth's command foreign crusades.
The wind roar, shot in the ring, and even listen to the wind, drank the next month alone, such as cosine Jun Ma is also the arrow, hair full of dashing, heroic oath with the same fate.
Rivers and mountains, the noise of horses chaos ......
Of the roads, all around, the direction is way back.
Under gray skies, Yannan Fei, the car pull away, crushing the Montreal Fallen flowers rolling on the road left a deep rut, inch by inch is persistent.
......
King and the war intensified, and neck.
Man Chu River along dirt grass, newspaper brass, masi call, death, car, will, in the vast territory of the king on the rainbow weave, merged into a river, shouting, entangled with, any bloody battlefield, any ashes ......
Increasingly tight wind, the mountains and down, light on the death of prayer flags fluttering butterflies went ahead with, can not see the cruelty of war.
Far away, who played with the lute song East Wind Breaks? Pieces in a lengthy, who can quell the war and the king?
Love, and whether it is worth relative to protect the king to life?
War, originated in love, ended in love.
Disputes with the will of the king, and ultimately is a mess with each other are injured.
Put down the piece, I am more confused, what is no turning back, or the bow before?
Cold, I look up to the sky, could not stop the dizziness.
October, the lake a little blue, blue makes my eyes the tears fall.
Old dream of the shadow slowly westward, near the flickering lights, distant mountains when the time is now hidden in the time of the river Dangqi slight wave. This time, memory expand, tells the news of old flowers, tells the story of the spring, tells of the pain of attachment ......
I do not think about the heart there is sadness.
North wind chaos, the night is young and dazed, I will tear up a little bit of the night will fall apart into two and a half days of patient waiting for snow to freeze me and my relentless dream .....
2010年12月6日星期一
Mess（一）
Dreams of the petals, such as the reed Muqiu Xu, a little bit by the wind away.
Grow in loneliness and darkness where I left hand red, right hand black, in the Way of Department Shizumori a mess.
The cold, wearing a red robe silently glare into the distance Wang, Jian Mei condensation.
------- Nazhu run to the window the whole winter fragrant bloom is already blooming?
The frost has to, then a thin layer of incense, setting in whose heart?
May the same love, your face now and how many Smart spring and autumn the abundance?
How many days have passed, you still wandering alone on The path will be a long wait and I look forward to, so that every inch of land sprinkled a touch of sadness?
You meet in the spring, and now finally have a daisy abandon me, leaving behind only will you stare me in the wilderness.
Missed the spring flowers and autumn moon, we can not pass with the snow, so I would like to be near you, close, even if the storm is coming, even if death is approaching, we have to hand in hand, to face.
Hill bend, the water extension, autumn tight place, the king insisted on the love to flee, wait a moment longer.
How rivals will be willing to lose, from this lonely life?
Thus, the war expanded, smoke everywhere.
Wang rallying strokes, and death on the Chu river, with the millennium change facial expressions, such as a tiny spark still sword battle, twinkling.
Will be cold, so Wang Dacheng like how could he? Order, horses Changsi, under siege.
If one do not want to be fate of the eagle, the king in the account strategist, excite, look persistent.
On the battlefield, artillery never have eyes, but also never worried about the face of surging waves of enemies, with bursts of noise impact on the vast expanse of land, torn lives, shattered hopes and wishes.
King of the sky, the bright blood, and his sword, his cry ...... only made one touch. Violent killings, a steadily advancing, a second attack, all penetrate the bone.
Pressure over the horse pressure over the blade pressure over the bones of pressure over pressure over the grass ......
Death no longer exists, is still inseparable from the battle alive.
Think of love waiting far away, Wang smiled, calm face no murderous, not with a trace of coldness, despite the billowing smoke signals, firmly guarding their land, to lose ground.
Grow in loneliness and darkness where I left hand red, right hand black, in the Way of Department Shizumori a mess.
The cold, wearing a red robe silently glare into the distance Wang, Jian Mei condensation.
------- Nazhu run to the window the whole winter fragrant bloom is already blooming?
The frost has to, then a thin layer of incense, setting in whose heart?
May the same love, your face now and how many Smart spring and autumn the abundance?
How many days have passed, you still wandering alone on The path will be a long wait and I look forward to, so that every inch of land sprinkled a touch of sadness?
You meet in the spring, and now finally have a daisy abandon me, leaving behind only will you stare me in the wilderness.
Missed the spring flowers and autumn moon, we can not pass with the snow, so I would like to be near you, close, even if the storm is coming, even if death is approaching, we have to hand in hand, to face.
Hill bend, the water extension, autumn tight place, the king insisted on the love to flee, wait a moment longer.
How rivals will be willing to lose, from this lonely life?
Thus, the war expanded, smoke everywhere.
Wang rallying strokes, and death on the Chu river, with the millennium change facial expressions, such as a tiny spark still sword battle, twinkling.
Will be cold, so Wang Dacheng like how could he? Order, horses Changsi, under siege.
If one do not want to be fate of the eagle, the king in the account strategist, excite, look persistent.
On the battlefield, artillery never have eyes, but also never worried about the face of surging waves of enemies, with bursts of noise impact on the vast expanse of land, torn lives, shattered hopes and wishes.
King of the sky, the bright blood, and his sword, his cry ...... only made one touch. Violent killings, a steadily advancing, a second attack, all penetrate the bone.
Pressure over the horse pressure over the blade pressure over the bones of pressure over pressure over the grass ......
Death no longer exists, is still inseparable from the battle alive.
Think of love waiting far away, Wang smiled, calm face no murderous, not with a trace of coldness, despite the billowing smoke signals, firmly guarding their land, to lose ground.
An Autumn's Tale
When night comes, curved crescent according to the sky in a full window Seiki sent.
This time, who wound between mind and who?
By the cold wind, I do not nostalgia, not long-term perspective, smiling, serene looks to be a woman.
But there are untold number of missing and did not fall, such as the mist spread, so my mind it hard.
You carries a red rose, like a cloud, came south to fight, laugh Q: Qing Li the wind and in impermeable to whom?
Looking back at the sea, my tears quietly drop for long.
You sighed, brushed my hair and whispered scoff: silly girl, you forgot about me?
I used to lonely, look at you kind of smile, can not tell the accident and panic.
You say that I no longer dream of age, why send me dream? Please do not use a firm promise that fascinated me, and do not like the question Taoxintaofei me so that I fear and loss.
The story of Cinderella with the prince, but fairy tale ......
Parents, do not pluck at the strings in the moonlight, do not get my tears, even if it is full of happiness.
Parents, please do not give me singing those beautiful and sad poems, have you accompany, my heart had already received a warm and quiet.
Although, I was so naughty, your dreams will go white-bearded old monk painting
Although, I always told you kids to get you do not speak.
Although, my commitment and you cannot always worries.
But, if you want, let me who your favorite poem read to you in the morning, in the sunset, gently read to you, let time stand still and let the trees and flowers have forgotten noise. This time, you will find heaven in front of us.
Pro, as long as you want, I will always read, so that all the days after the day on a cloud, and my reading, because you will be the life and death reading.
Late at night, the insects are chirping grass tired, but I still could not bear to sleep for fear of close your eyes, you will fly with the dream, never nowhere to be found.
You laugh: No, every morning we start with facing the sun, take you home in the evening, so you do not envy other people the opportunity to accompany blind date.
This feeling is really beautiful, like a glass of wine, I deeply drunk. But I still worry, fear you more weight.
Pro, you see, you have your south, I have my plain, as is also pull is not on the total peach daisy hand.
You laugh again, there is a reasonable, nothing is impossible.
Spring and Autumn can be I'm just a little boring and vulgar woman, how can the existence of this ambitious, with your love?
You look at me, watching the moment I do not blink, and said: Who told you that I encountered, not the others.
I do not know how to deal with you, I look submissive to pick up, quietly past your shoulders, touching your hair, and skin cool earth, you want to invest in the distance ... ... to avoid entanglement with your eyes, for fear I will fall in love with leakage Your secret.
Some cold nights, wind some lonely, in such a really good time, we hesitate to leave behind all alone, looking at the horizon at both ends with the Origin of serpentine water flow, the strings were ask to see stars on moving down, rustling flowers ... ...
This time, the moonlight pale, water flow, you, me, me that is you.
Heart have, like song, also like dance.
Water, swim under the wet you my chaotic thoughts.
Wind over, flying the soul of our dance.
The cloud in the sky are also graceful flowers out, wipe the crescent again ......
Even without the moon machetes, even without Meteor, Butterfly Sword, two people dead, now, have switched perfect.
This time, who wound between mind and who?
By the cold wind, I do not nostalgia, not long-term perspective, smiling, serene looks to be a woman.
But there are untold number of missing and did not fall, such as the mist spread, so my mind it hard.
You carries a red rose, like a cloud, came south to fight, laugh Q: Qing Li the wind and in impermeable to whom?
Looking back at the sea, my tears quietly drop for long.
You sighed, brushed my hair and whispered scoff: silly girl, you forgot about me?
I used to lonely, look at you kind of smile, can not tell the accident and panic.
You say that I no longer dream of age, why send me dream? Please do not use a firm promise that fascinated me, and do not like the question Taoxintaofei me so that I fear and loss.
The story of Cinderella with the prince, but fairy tale ......
Parents, do not pluck at the strings in the moonlight, do not get my tears, even if it is full of happiness.
Parents, please do not give me singing those beautiful and sad poems, have you accompany, my heart had already received a warm and quiet.
Although, I was so naughty, your dreams will go white-bearded old monk painting
Although, I always told you kids to get you do not speak.
Although, my commitment and you cannot always worries.
But, if you want, let me who your favorite poem read to you in the morning, in the sunset, gently read to you, let time stand still and let the trees and flowers have forgotten noise. This time, you will find heaven in front of us.
Pro, as long as you want, I will always read, so that all the days after the day on a cloud, and my reading, because you will be the life and death reading.
Late at night, the insects are chirping grass tired, but I still could not bear to sleep for fear of close your eyes, you will fly with the dream, never nowhere to be found.
You laugh: No, every morning we start with facing the sun, take you home in the evening, so you do not envy other people the opportunity to accompany blind date.
This feeling is really beautiful, like a glass of wine, I deeply drunk. But I still worry, fear you more weight.
Pro, you see, you have your south, I have my plain, as is also pull is not on the total peach daisy hand.
You laugh again, there is a reasonable, nothing is impossible.
Spring and Autumn can be I'm just a little boring and vulgar woman, how can the existence of this ambitious, with your love?
You look at me, watching the moment I do not blink, and said: Who told you that I encountered, not the others.
I do not know how to deal with you, I look submissive to pick up, quietly past your shoulders, touching your hair, and skin cool earth, you want to invest in the distance ... ... to avoid entanglement with your eyes, for fear I will fall in love with leakage Your secret.
Some cold nights, wind some lonely, in such a really good time, we hesitate to leave behind all alone, looking at the horizon at both ends with the Origin of serpentine water flow, the strings were ask to see stars on moving down, rustling flowers ... ...
This time, the moonlight pale, water flow, you, me, me that is you.
Heart have, like song, also like dance.
Water, swim under the wet you my chaotic thoughts.
Wind over, flying the soul of our dance.
The cloud in the sky are also graceful flowers out, wipe the crescent again ......
Even without the moon machetes, even without Meteor, Butterfly Sword, two people dead, now, have switched perfect.
Crystal Heart（一）
Fengyun your heart like a crystal, pure, crystal clear.
Tonight, I want you.
Man Man.
Yesterday, you asked me online: "pro, I will give you crystal necklace with a thankful live without?"
I do not want answered: "wore once."
"So you do not like?"
"No, because a lot of dress does not fit to wear it, so the opportunity to wear less."
"That crystal is I personally wear the dolphin."
"You get that?"
"Yes."
"... ..."
"Crystal is our specialty, I went to the store to wear your own election materials."
"... ..."
Man Man, Man Man, you know? You are just a few words, made me cry like a child.
Originally, I was so happy.
Your feelings, how can I bear from?
Got out the long drawer mahogany box, which is composed of many stars string of small, white transparent crystal necklace dress, hung a large yellow center prism natural crystal, take in hand a little heavy.
I carefully put the necklace Olympus, went before the mirror, look vaguely, just the shiny crystal heart, such as gems, like stars.
Su holding crystal, in the mirror children, you cried it?
From the acquaintance of the day, you will be the crystal for the heart, again in my life gorgeous.
Yeliangrushui, Fei Ye passing the window, who exposed a long time into the wind stand silently count the capsules of thoughts?
I remember, is you, send me a string of natural green and white crystal bracelet, 19 crystal, collections of crystal. Wherever you go, where I wore it. I do not love jewelry, do not love pendants, bracelets only been in love. Starting from a small girl, I had all kinds of bracelets, the most joy or is this string of green crystal bracelet. It was only the earthquake, I wander outside, even lost bracelet. Often think of the pain will be worried not only because of its ------- United States, but also because it is you sent. I told you that day, you're smiling said to me: "Never mind, after sending you a better." You do not know, I was a good warm heart.
Now, the only crystal necklace accompanied by string, sending people already separated from the great lakes.
However, I still remember the evening we went to Baoguang pick a loquat, standing next to you, I just slipped a hand on the ground, you pick me laugh: "It's a turbid water are Seya people."
Also remember, sweet-scented osmanthus trees, broken branches hidden in his arms the way you laugh the laugh, and then hastily ran home to the sweet-scented osmanthus "home" appearance.
I remember late night power outage, star anise tree, the square, each of whom lie down for a bench, you shouted: "Flower mood.", I replied in another bench: "reunion in the old land."
That summer night there we have the black Americans in the street to buy watermelon, your grandfather kindly smile that asked the "old Yan," What does that mean, asked me if I was your old Yan? And then said proudly: "Look, everyone says you are."
......
You have a one me, sweet, and now never to say how many words? And what do not actually do so? After the ups and downs several times again before we can learn to forget themselves to each other?
What time, you said that if we end this life shall not be accompanied, for many years, will have to find me. You will be in my door every day to go shopping in the market, quietly waiting for me, I believe the total could see I have white hair, and then you bent Tuozhao Bei slowly to me, took my hand and said: "mood, ah, I'm your Man Man, I just remembered that every day, ah ......" Your Man Man
Mindful of these often, my heart was broken.
Anyway, you finally are my relatives.
Years is still quiet good, the landscape between the wrapped around wrapped around thoughts, words can not be concentrated to the depths, and only this string of crystals in hand, silently re-silently.
Fate get people, eyes to the moon far away.
Pour a glass of wine on the shelf under the daisy, and the breeze and drink, we abandon the sun and the moon, distant sea, silently portrait until unnecessary.
I'm afraid the Red too, landscape is so broad that I can not help you, do not forget themselves.
Tonight, I want you.
Man Man.
Yesterday, you asked me online: "pro, I will give you crystal necklace with a thankful live without?"
I do not want answered: "wore once."
"So you do not like?"
"No, because a lot of dress does not fit to wear it, so the opportunity to wear less."
"That crystal is I personally wear the dolphin."
"You get that?"
"Yes."
"... ..."
"Crystal is our specialty, I went to the store to wear your own election materials."
"... ..."
Man Man, Man Man, you know? You are just a few words, made me cry like a child.
Originally, I was so happy.
Your feelings, how can I bear from?
Got out the long drawer mahogany box, which is composed of many stars string of small, white transparent crystal necklace dress, hung a large yellow center prism natural crystal, take in hand a little heavy.
I carefully put the necklace Olympus, went before the mirror, look vaguely, just the shiny crystal heart, such as gems, like stars.
Su holding crystal, in the mirror children, you cried it?
From the acquaintance of the day, you will be the crystal for the heart, again in my life gorgeous.
Yeliangrushui, Fei Ye passing the window, who exposed a long time into the wind stand silently count the capsules of thoughts?
I remember, is you, send me a string of natural green and white crystal bracelet, 19 crystal, collections of crystal. Wherever you go, where I wore it. I do not love jewelry, do not love pendants, bracelets only been in love. Starting from a small girl, I had all kinds of bracelets, the most joy or is this string of green crystal bracelet. It was only the earthquake, I wander outside, even lost bracelet. Often think of the pain will be worried not only because of its ------- United States, but also because it is you sent. I told you that day, you're smiling said to me: "Never mind, after sending you a better." You do not know, I was a good warm heart.
Now, the only crystal necklace accompanied by string, sending people already separated from the great lakes.
However, I still remember the evening we went to Baoguang pick a loquat, standing next to you, I just slipped a hand on the ground, you pick me laugh: "It's a turbid water are Seya people."
Also remember, sweet-scented osmanthus trees, broken branches hidden in his arms the way you laugh the laugh, and then hastily ran home to the sweet-scented osmanthus "home" appearance.
I remember late night power outage, star anise tree, the square, each of whom lie down for a bench, you shouted: "Flower mood.", I replied in another bench: "reunion in the old land."
That summer night there we have the black Americans in the street to buy watermelon, your grandfather kindly smile that asked the "old Yan," What does that mean, asked me if I was your old Yan? And then said proudly: "Look, everyone says you are."
......
You have a one me, sweet, and now never to say how many words? And what do not actually do so? After the ups and downs several times again before we can learn to forget themselves to each other?
What time, you said that if we end this life shall not be accompanied, for many years, will have to find me. You will be in my door every day to go shopping in the market, quietly waiting for me, I believe the total could see I have white hair, and then you bent Tuozhao Bei slowly to me, took my hand and said: "mood, ah, I'm your Man Man, I just remembered that every day, ah ......" Your Man Man
Mindful of these often, my heart was broken.
Anyway, you finally are my relatives.
Years is still quiet good, the landscape between the wrapped around wrapped around thoughts, words can not be concentrated to the depths, and only this string of crystals in hand, silently re-silently.
Fate get people, eyes to the moon far away.
Pour a glass of wine on the shelf under the daisy, and the breeze and drink, we abandon the sun and the moon, distant sea, silently portrait until unnecessary.
I'm afraid the Red too, landscape is so broad that I can not help you, do not forget themselves.
Eloped to the Tang Dynasty（二）
But as long as you want, let to run away to the Tang Dynasty to the ... ...
In the Tang Dynasty, you are armored cavalry General Li Jing, Hong Fu is me.
You see, you have your heroism, I have my beat of my heart, how the United States, even the gods should envy.
Trivial from the world, the day we moved south, weaving my heaven Kam, write your poem south.
Over time, you not only proficient in military strategy literary talent, but also through various schools, is a white man win snow poetry, love my red and mounted in white, dependency go hand in hand.
Since then, the pride of your ambitions you always stay in the south. And my heart rejoices in your ups and downs, joys and sorrows endless.
Thus, the circumstances together with a lingering bouquet in your hands quietly falling in the history of the canvas, the wind spread ......
Scattered in the water eight hundred, five hundred white precious.
Tang is very long, our days are very short.
Unconsciously, the days gradually become the old run away, I could not find him high spirit of your youth, you are not fluent in my eye from circulation.
From then on, I sing into the sad songs, you will be sadness hidden in wine ... ...
Autumn wind blows, the memory of the Tang Dynasty gradually moist.
Will remain in the Tang Dynasty, a red leaves, and we departed in silence.
As that is, you're still knocking on my path of the doors, still bound in a league I have long hair, as I Yao Yao of the dimple.
Howling autumn wind, you toast in the south, a drop of wine, easily passed out of my poetry. I went to the water's edge whisper, a tear, then wet your Pathetic.
There ying, there is wine, there is morning dew, with Di Hua, Tang's elopement, Funan side of a pillow was originally autumn dream.
Dream pillow down, tentacles are cool, with Geshi emotions, I live in River head, and you end in the River.
I do not know when clouds and the moon, now what?
In the Tang Dynasty, you are armored cavalry General Li Jing, Hong Fu is me.
You see, you have your heroism, I have my beat of my heart, how the United States, even the gods should envy.
Trivial from the world, the day we moved south, weaving my heaven Kam, write your poem south.
Over time, you not only proficient in military strategy literary talent, but also through various schools, is a white man win snow poetry, love my red and mounted in white, dependency go hand in hand.
Since then, the pride of your ambitions you always stay in the south. And my heart rejoices in your ups and downs, joys and sorrows endless.
Thus, the circumstances together with a lingering bouquet in your hands quietly falling in the history of the canvas, the wind spread ......
Scattered in the water eight hundred, five hundred white precious.
Tang is very long, our days are very short.
Unconsciously, the days gradually become the old run away, I could not find him high spirit of your youth, you are not fluent in my eye from circulation.
From then on, I sing into the sad songs, you will be sadness hidden in wine ... ...
Autumn wind blows, the memory of the Tang Dynasty gradually moist.
Will remain in the Tang Dynasty, a red leaves, and we departed in silence.
As that is, you're still knocking on my path of the doors, still bound in a league I have long hair, as I Yao Yao of the dimple.
Howling autumn wind, you toast in the south, a drop of wine, easily passed out of my poetry. I went to the water's edge whisper, a tear, then wet your Pathetic.
There ying, there is wine, there is morning dew, with Di Hua, Tang's elopement, Funan side of a pillow was originally autumn dream.
Dream pillow down, tentacles are cool, with Geshi emotions, I live in River head, and you end in the River.
I do not know when clouds and the moon, now what?
Eloped to the Tang Dynasty（一）
Night and the cool. In addition to the insects off, everything was quiet.
Put aside all the chaos, I pillow and sleep.
Trance, you quietly came in from the past, with a smile, words will be with Cong I affectionately call, if a cloud, like a gust of wind, when the distant past, erratic.
The feeling is sweet, and it is sad and melancholy, and the light was strong and full of every corner.
In the moonlight, I will read a little bit of memory, with the tears wiped repeatedly, until clear and picturesque, Not a trace of dust.
Gradually, my heart flew up, and suddenly the OBE.
Unknown origin, I do not know depart, vague in such a long absence, I am in front of you, Qingshan clouds, smiling.
Forget everything, and I do not know yourself what you really are in Funan River or in the Huangpu River, but the love affair for the media, blindly come to you.
The winding road leads to your endless, lonely boring, but I was attracted by the light, speak, for it was covered with flowers and fragrant, calm and a long finish.
I walked while pregnant thinking about those who spend time, alone, could not help but smile ------- those words, tears, night, poem, there are those pain and hurt, my dear, I clutched tightly heart in hand, planted them along the way, so that they, like me, getting full, as the burning flowers, all the way to tell you.
This time, I abandoned the whole world and all floating din, just thinking of you, toward you. And you, the end of the road waiting for me, carries the flame, his own stand in a loose, tall, calm, and serene.
So, I feel at ease to go on, until you get to meet with so lean plump October.
Spend the day with each other are no doubt good, even the sun each day has a new temperature.
Dump full of love and love, I Jieshengjishi, careful collection of every detail.
Just too sick to travel, no matter how hard, is always just can not avoid separation.
Honey, if you can, please give me a life bar, a shared pleasure with your life.
You smile, nothing.
Put aside all the chaos, I pillow and sleep.
Trance, you quietly came in from the past, with a smile, words will be with Cong I affectionately call, if a cloud, like a gust of wind, when the distant past, erratic.
The feeling is sweet, and it is sad and melancholy, and the light was strong and full of every corner.
In the moonlight, I will read a little bit of memory, with the tears wiped repeatedly, until clear and picturesque, Not a trace of dust.
Gradually, my heart flew up, and suddenly the OBE.
Unknown origin, I do not know depart, vague in such a long absence, I am in front of you, Qingshan clouds, smiling.
Forget everything, and I do not know yourself what you really are in Funan River or in the Huangpu River, but the love affair for the media, blindly come to you.
The winding road leads to your endless, lonely boring, but I was attracted by the light, speak, for it was covered with flowers and fragrant, calm and a long finish.
I walked while pregnant thinking about those who spend time, alone, could not help but smile ------- those words, tears, night, poem, there are those pain and hurt, my dear, I clutched tightly heart in hand, planted them along the way, so that they, like me, getting full, as the burning flowers, all the way to tell you.
This time, I abandoned the whole world and all floating din, just thinking of you, toward you. And you, the end of the road waiting for me, carries the flame, his own stand in a loose, tall, calm, and serene.
So, I feel at ease to go on, until you get to meet with so lean plump October.
Spend the day with each other are no doubt good, even the sun each day has a new temperature.
Dump full of love and love, I Jieshengjishi, careful collection of every detail.
Just too sick to travel, no matter how hard, is always just can not avoid separation.
Honey, if you can, please give me a life bar, a shared pleasure with your life.
You smile, nothing.
Five. I am waiting for the people
Your name is precious, I have long fascinated.
Engaged in a flourishing lonely, I do not know tired to dream of you, dreaming about you all.
Even if the whole family, and butterflies fluttering everywhere then Zhangci, even Fengkuang rain note, even though my verge of breaking branches and Yaya, wilt, and I still dream of you.
You are not the days, in addition to the stars and the moon, I just colorless, odorless glass of wine, drank quarter alone.
Wait, I wait for dark and bright eyes, waiting for casual dream, while waiting for the fingers and roses bloom, so you are my eyes in my arms, smiling peacefully, so that some sense of gradual recovery.
A long time, the word blurred warm, let me incomprehensible.
But I'm used to this kind of waiting, as if he is a natural course of time waiting for a Private Life.
A dream, past lives of the crazy, ask who can discern?
When your radiant light in the sky, when you could walk in from the brisk pace of the way, when your beautiful face as the morning mist in a dream is getting closer, I thought that he saw die on Mount Olympus the god of youth.
So I bow again and again, not watching you.
You strode stepped forward to, as I drew a city, drawing a simple house, and then me and you get painted.
We sat face to face in the picture, to smile.
------- My left hand, green tea. Your right hand, green tea. The middle is the soothing music. Those words touched intermittent family, art, food and crime, how hard to hit a man in love with another person. Then there are two hands under the table, tightly grips, finger circulation of the desire and passion.
Trance, I saw you many years later with white hair, deep wrinkles. I do not polished, just save and fondling. At that time, I'm old, and even older than you, like a tree covered with scars. But I only have eyes for you, only bursts of autumn cool earth. We helped each other, in the wind, can walk as far.
At this point, already very successful in life.
Engaged in a flourishing lonely, I do not know tired to dream of you, dreaming about you all.
Even if the whole family, and butterflies fluttering everywhere then Zhangci, even Fengkuang rain note, even though my verge of breaking branches and Yaya, wilt, and I still dream of you.
You are not the days, in addition to the stars and the moon, I just colorless, odorless glass of wine, drank quarter alone.
Wait, I wait for dark and bright eyes, waiting for casual dream, while waiting for the fingers and roses bloom, so you are my eyes in my arms, smiling peacefully, so that some sense of gradual recovery.
A long time, the word blurred warm, let me incomprehensible.
But I'm used to this kind of waiting, as if he is a natural course of time waiting for a Private Life.
A dream, past lives of the crazy, ask who can discern?
When your radiant light in the sky, when you could walk in from the brisk pace of the way, when your beautiful face as the morning mist in a dream is getting closer, I thought that he saw die on Mount Olympus the god of youth.
So I bow again and again, not watching you.
You strode stepped forward to, as I drew a city, drawing a simple house, and then me and you get painted.
We sat face to face in the picture, to smile.
------- My left hand, green tea. Your right hand, green tea. The middle is the soothing music. Those words touched intermittent family, art, food and crime, how hard to hit a man in love with another person. Then there are two hands under the table, tightly grips, finger circulation of the desire and passion.
Trance, I saw you many years later with white hair, deep wrinkles. I do not polished, just save and fondling. At that time, I'm old, and even older than you, like a tree covered with scars. But I only have eyes for you, only bursts of autumn cool earth. We helped each other, in the wind, can walk as far.
At this point, already very successful in life.
IV. Long confrontation between the people
When setting sun mountain drunk, your breath vast exception.
I was standing thorn in the hills of your distance, the formation of these years of wind directions of the potential, the siege of my round.
You drove thousands of miles away colorful coach, whiplash Cuima, dust all the way off.
Co-your rhythm, I put for the rivers and mountains, singing, singing himself into a flower, a flower with salt, place in the misty clouds and dew spit, spit out the salt smoldering.
Is every day a party of you who put me into a game of chess?
"Come, join us next spring, the next country" across time and space, you slightly smile, minus the three pieces.
Play away a cloud, I sat cliff edge, gently stretched out a petal, brushed the virtual smoke.
Horses you care to close the sword in the wind galloped forward, every step, steadily advancing.
General, I do not want horses, swords, and country do not just want you to wear rings delivery, lightly: "Lo Ru Pearl do not have yet.".
A moment of silence, you Xinshou flying ring wear, but always stood side by side with the phase.
As a result, disputes on this chess game, day after day, without distinction.
Yunjuanyunshu, Jinxi He Xi?
Gazing at, I see you behind the village wine's peach, red armbands filled with powder, the embrace of the pipa yo woman was singing, at the corner of the eye brow full of sympathy and affection.
"Do not you see, that a spring, ten pavilion, it pained the U.S.?"
Heard you laugh under Choudao water, rode a diameter of hills, and I shake hands.
The new hi those old grudges over and over again, a moment out of war with the board, disappeared.
I was standing thorn in the hills of your distance, the formation of these years of wind directions of the potential, the siege of my round.
You drove thousands of miles away colorful coach, whiplash Cuima, dust all the way off.
Co-your rhythm, I put for the rivers and mountains, singing, singing himself into a flower, a flower with salt, place in the misty clouds and dew spit, spit out the salt smoldering.
Is every day a party of you who put me into a game of chess?
"Come, join us next spring, the next country" across time and space, you slightly smile, minus the three pieces.
Play away a cloud, I sat cliff edge, gently stretched out a petal, brushed the virtual smoke.
Horses you care to close the sword in the wind galloped forward, every step, steadily advancing.
General, I do not want horses, swords, and country do not just want you to wear rings delivery, lightly: "Lo Ru Pearl do not have yet.".
A moment of silence, you Xinshou flying ring wear, but always stood side by side with the phase.
As a result, disputes on this chess game, day after day, without distinction.
Yunjuanyunshu, Jinxi He Xi?
Gazing at, I see you behind the village wine's peach, red armbands filled with powder, the embrace of the pipa yo woman was singing, at the corner of the eye brow full of sympathy and affection.
"Do not you see, that a spring, ten pavilion, it pained the U.S.?"
Heard you laugh under Choudao water, rode a diameter of hills, and I shake hands.
The new hi those old grudges over and over again, a moment out of war with the board, disappeared.
III. People love at first sight
...... The whole novel, I Chafanbusi your details appear.
Unparalleled sense of Bian stunning!
Entered the town in the distant endless winding alleys, I'll be tempted to inexplicable heart, held fast to wearing your normal hit, gradually lost deep in the alley.
Ultimately, I marvel, nothing for the final, fell to the street.
March in the peach in the wind swagger with bright thoughts, and your chance to come and go, so I've been uneasy.
Legend, love is a voice from a few casual promise to start.
And you did not leave, even a sigh.
The so-called Iraqi people, in the water side.
Thinking of you, a hazy affection in my heart time to accumulate significant, Yunji the flowers romance, million points mood, inadvertently has become a Xunran when, out of real meaning to.
I believe that some clever authors do hint at some places, but also let you in a morning or evening and I meet again.
So I simply carrying luggage, standing bustling intersection waiting for you.
From early morning to sunset, dusty road, you never appear.
By the cold wind, I imagine your eyes were drawn to the night when the meteor flies in the moment, how brilliant my joy.
Night came softly, quiet and serene.
My soul was flying along the trajectory of the meteor, burning, screaming, calling your cries, still do not get any reply.
The wind kept the shuttle in the alleys, SCREAMING, midnight will be homeless in the harsh towards the wall I let my body issued the sound of shattering porcelain.
Do not want to cry, the eyes do not live up to tears, seeing the body hollowed out slowly bent, such as the late evening the dome.
A late storm, clouds uphold the carefully written, who suddenly are in the dark issue of terrible laughter: "Dream of the people, few do not run into a wall, ha ha ......"
Unparalleled sense of Bian stunning!
Entered the town in the distant endless winding alleys, I'll be tempted to inexplicable heart, held fast to wearing your normal hit, gradually lost deep in the alley.
Ultimately, I marvel, nothing for the final, fell to the street.
March in the peach in the wind swagger with bright thoughts, and your chance to come and go, so I've been uneasy.
Legend, love is a voice from a few casual promise to start.
And you did not leave, even a sigh.
The so-called Iraqi people, in the water side.
Thinking of you, a hazy affection in my heart time to accumulate significant, Yunji the flowers romance, million points mood, inadvertently has become a Xunran when, out of real meaning to.
I believe that some clever authors do hint at some places, but also let you in a morning or evening and I meet again.
So I simply carrying luggage, standing bustling intersection waiting for you.
From early morning to sunset, dusty road, you never appear.
By the cold wind, I imagine your eyes were drawn to the night when the meteor flies in the moment, how brilliant my joy.
Night came softly, quiet and serene.
My soul was flying along the trajectory of the meteor, burning, screaming, calling your cries, still do not get any reply.
The wind kept the shuttle in the alleys, SCREAMING, midnight will be homeless in the harsh towards the wall I let my body issued the sound of shattering porcelain.
Do not want to cry, the eyes do not live up to tears, seeing the body hollowed out slowly bent, such as the late evening the dome.
A late storm, clouds uphold the carefully written, who suddenly are in the dark issue of terrible laughter: "Dream of the people, few do not run into a wall, ha ha ......"
II. Love my people
Through the darkness, I dream of spring, as seed germination as a rain again, first emerged.
You to me, step by step, towards the spring as the south wind, a slight smile, as if we are old acquaintances, has a long-lost kind.
Pliers in your chest inlaid sparkling crystal, illuminating as heavenly stars, so I am sure you are an angel from heaven ------- a lost angel.
Daily, you shelter from the storm for me, with me laughing to tears. When night comes, you surging tide of thousands, and holding a bouquet of roses as the moonlight, gently into my dream, exudes the sweet taste, let me be your arms full of grievances of women.
As you care, my little life in the sun and then the next boom.
But, my lovely angel, my only memories of such a miserable state, and my garden is so narrow, old, how can you bear to break the beautiful wings, and the expense of living in low under the eaves?
------- Please stay away from me, you fly your own paradise it.
The land of those cold chilly wind drift of smoke, and other-worldly air angel is incompatible.
Come, my angel, to heaven to wait for me.
Do not bear, do not give up, a small woman running around in the wind only his own life.
...... How do you not go? I shouted to hurry you.
The silent tears of big stars big stars from your innocent face fall, drop in my heart, hot ......
Go, my lovely angel, do not call me back, do not let me open the stupid lips, stretched crack that buried the love of the wound channel.
When you're reluctant to turn around, a heart ups and downs, you know fear, and fear of you, I do not know.
You to me, step by step, towards the spring as the south wind, a slight smile, as if we are old acquaintances, has a long-lost kind.
Pliers in your chest inlaid sparkling crystal, illuminating as heavenly stars, so I am sure you are an angel from heaven ------- a lost angel.
Daily, you shelter from the storm for me, with me laughing to tears. When night comes, you surging tide of thousands, and holding a bouquet of roses as the moonlight, gently into my dream, exudes the sweet taste, let me be your arms full of grievances of women.
As you care, my little life in the sun and then the next boom.
But, my lovely angel, my only memories of such a miserable state, and my garden is so narrow, old, how can you bear to break the beautiful wings, and the expense of living in low under the eaves?
------- Please stay away from me, you fly your own paradise it.
The land of those cold chilly wind drift of smoke, and other-worldly air angel is incompatible.
Come, my angel, to heaven to wait for me.
Do not bear, do not give up, a small woman running around in the wind only his own life.
...... How do you not go? I shouted to hurry you.
The silent tears of big stars big stars from your innocent face fall, drop in my heart, hot ......
Go, my lovely angel, do not call me back, do not let me open the stupid lips, stretched crack that buried the love of the wound channel.
When you're reluctant to turn around, a heart ups and downs, you know fear, and fear of you, I do not know.
One. Liar
With Fengyuyulai atmosphere, you cross the river, across the grass, suddenly appeared muddle in my eyes.
Your smile is the most vigorous winter burn a fire, and I like all people who desire a warm, like the closer you are nervous, thinking that this is his life, warm.
But when the moon when the flash into the clouds, I clearly see that some lies under the twinkling night sky, like a small river stones as visible.
Since then, I dream of shrinking gorgeous, raving flooded.
And you, still calm, laugh, pull a very wide mouth, a pair of bright eyes still full of inexplicable possession of cunning Ji, like a tongue of the snake along my pure soul and body clean and walk through.
I fear some unprecedented unfamiliar with the color and taste, in the starry sky filled the air, raging.
Gradually, the sky becomes blue, boundless desolation; the earth barren, like hell braved the pitch coke taste, and gradually sinking; water flooding back, from foot to knee, from waist to chest ......
I suddenly helpless aphasia, frightened eyes.
You crazy smile raised his head, ignoring my presence, a pair of bare feet lift from the front surface of the water, run away, many of the spray splashes ......
A full of smoke flavor, decadent taste, and smell of the devil and the end of salty sea water co-blowing, I saw the collapse of the world, in shock, shaking.
When the water came to my shoulder, and death from the sky slowly leaned down.
I looked at it, to let me go die ------- smile, happy to die, let him live, to survive the endless pain.
Karma destiny ...... from me on, to the king only, regret that I hate.
Your smile is the most vigorous winter burn a fire, and I like all people who desire a warm, like the closer you are nervous, thinking that this is his life, warm.
But when the moon when the flash into the clouds, I clearly see that some lies under the twinkling night sky, like a small river stones as visible.
Since then, I dream of shrinking gorgeous, raving flooded.
And you, still calm, laugh, pull a very wide mouth, a pair of bright eyes still full of inexplicable possession of cunning Ji, like a tongue of the snake along my pure soul and body clean and walk through.
I fear some unprecedented unfamiliar with the color and taste, in the starry sky filled the air, raging.
Gradually, the sky becomes blue, boundless desolation; the earth barren, like hell braved the pitch coke taste, and gradually sinking; water flooding back, from foot to knee, from waist to chest ......
I suddenly helpless aphasia, frightened eyes.
You crazy smile raised his head, ignoring my presence, a pair of bare feet lift from the front surface of the water, run away, many of the spray splashes ......
A full of smoke flavor, decadent taste, and smell of the devil and the end of salty sea water co-blowing, I saw the collapse of the world, in shock, shaking.
When the water came to my shoulder, and death from the sky slowly leaned down.
I looked at it, to let me go die ------- smile, happy to die, let him live, to survive the endless pain.
Karma destiny ...... from me on, to the king only, regret that I hate.
Chrysanthemum is fragrant（二）
The wind blows around like a woman too sad, cold claws pulled out of her skirt, as old as land with the words, incessantly Xuguo with, grinning ..... .
She was still, and it singled out, trying to bloom only once a year encounter.
To never forget each other, from the ancient to the present, she always will be hidden in the shadow of his poetry, the solidification in the painting, the bright in blue and white porcelain, and not a little off. Now, she stood there waiting for him, looked anxiously again from the perception of happiness. Those birds and Maemi have also put down all the heavy loads, transports and collects Yuet Wah washed once with her and walk away.
Cloud depths, who is stroking the strings, fingers fluttering heart War?
Look, the fields that touch of bright color, is how familiar and how intimate as ever!
Will be concentrated for the moment a long time, long lost his rhythm with ease, and finally flashed in front of her.
Instant joy, the scattered light wind blowing through her pretty face, brilliant, touching eyes opened a book in autumn ......
Gently close your eyes, she perceived his burning petals caress his soft warm; she quickly spread on the gentle curve of his bright eyes, persistent and Enron.
Laughter, tears, lots to talk about love, then let your heart bloom times.
A ballad, a few glasses of Beaujolais, and her singing and dancing for him, he was relaxed and she hit a long day.
Reached the ultimate point of life!
Still have next fall, leaves out the branches, rushed into the soil, one, two .....
Drank all the sweet, at the urging of time, he turned to fond memories.
North-south tears, hastily separated.
My dear, touching, thick thin season, you go ahead, and I will sing you Yangguansandie. She said softly.
When the sky through the plains of Hong array, when the direction of her to him a series of deep, slowly turned ------- can not let him see his eyes when the curtain call Qin Zhao tears, and bleeding behind the curtain heart.
Barren land inch by inch, little by little she withered.
Autumn tight place, sigh fall, the floor of the injury ......
Say goodbye to the September sunshine, thin clothes, she closed all the tendons, followed by his companions to the cold, into the darkness of the dark ------- legend, is a large burst of wind, took her Golden Flower, Love also overtook her.
Leaning over the earth, she called to his name over and over again, Pu Susu tears, such as lotus seeds ------- impoverished and desolate time thereafter, she will be his name for the center to commemorate a life reincarnation, until the advent of the next fall, until the fairy tale re-staged.
Her perennial, will be heavy and calm in this effort brewing in the land, the "happiness of the bottom search," the Haoge condensation in mind, only to be sent through the time jump, and he met again in the sun.
She was still, and it singled out, trying to bloom only once a year encounter.
To never forget each other, from the ancient to the present, she always will be hidden in the shadow of his poetry, the solidification in the painting, the bright in blue and white porcelain, and not a little off. Now, she stood there waiting for him, looked anxiously again from the perception of happiness. Those birds and Maemi have also put down all the heavy loads, transports and collects Yuet Wah washed once with her and walk away.
Cloud depths, who is stroking the strings, fingers fluttering heart War?
Look, the fields that touch of bright color, is how familiar and how intimate as ever!
Will be concentrated for the moment a long time, long lost his rhythm with ease, and finally flashed in front of her.
Instant joy, the scattered light wind blowing through her pretty face, brilliant, touching eyes opened a book in autumn ......
Gently close your eyes, she perceived his burning petals caress his soft warm; she quickly spread on the gentle curve of his bright eyes, persistent and Enron.
Laughter, tears, lots to talk about love, then let your heart bloom times.
A ballad, a few glasses of Beaujolais, and her singing and dancing for him, he was relaxed and she hit a long day.
Reached the ultimate point of life!
Still have next fall, leaves out the branches, rushed into the soil, one, two .....
Drank all the sweet, at the urging of time, he turned to fond memories.
North-south tears, hastily separated.
My dear, touching, thick thin season, you go ahead, and I will sing you Yangguansandie. She said softly.
When the sky through the plains of Hong array, when the direction of her to him a series of deep, slowly turned ------- can not let him see his eyes when the curtain call Qin Zhao tears, and bleeding behind the curtain heart.
Barren land inch by inch, little by little she withered.
Autumn tight place, sigh fall, the floor of the injury ......
Say goodbye to the September sunshine, thin clothes, she closed all the tendons, followed by his companions to the cold, into the darkness of the dark ------- legend, is a large burst of wind, took her Golden Flower, Love also overtook her.
Leaning over the earth, she called to his name over and over again, Pu Susu tears, such as lotus seeds ------- impoverished and desolate time thereafter, she will be his name for the center to commemorate a life reincarnation, until the advent of the next fall, until the fairy tale re-staged.
Her perennial, will be heavy and calm in this effort brewing in the land, the "happiness of the bottom search," the Haoge condensation in mind, only to be sent through the time jump, and he met again in the sun.
Chrysanthemum is fragrant（一）
Several autumn, easily cool, the heart of the Chengdu Plain.
To escape are those roses, beautiful and noble peony lotus. South of them in plain, assembly, winding.
Legend, plain to the south of these flowers are familiar, they took away all of the Reiki Emei, besieged in the Lugu Lake area, every night whisper, only to that field last spring event.
And she is still the most unsocial one, a loner, habitat in the quiet place, tranquil in the ups and downs with the mighty bears, in full bloom and flaming, despite years of skin floating in the time, in the quiet eye wrapped in a circle, dissipated, not have to worry also afraid.
But more often, she was with his companions, throwing pungent hot to open. Cluster of clusters, a pool of a pool, a slope of a slope, slope in the wasteland field, but without losing the freedom of the barren land, left and right channeling, expanding in all directions, advance, step, step by step for the business.
They continue to grow themselves, often, the last stream of several strains, the development of clusters of a certain year; this year, the number under the fence before the bundle Hom, next year will multiply into a garden. Scattered, and to bring together; into blocks, and to contiguous.
Yes, they always stand together tightly, in the west, in the frost, the staff side of the light gold, deep yellow, or red gold banner of forging, clear fire, and thick, such as wine, wild gestures, as Triumph Return of the Warriors.
"Until the autumn to September 8, after the flowers bloom I kill."
Very self, she is always thinking about how to how to open to open, like where to open on where to open, and never bind themselves, without any person from bondage. She looked at the sun during the day and night, stare at the stars and the moon will not hide their brilliant colors to vent into a river into the waterfall, with the aroma of divergent interpretation of pipa sky "House of Flying Daggers," the heroic ... ...
To escape are those roses, beautiful and noble peony lotus. South of them in plain, assembly, winding.
Legend, plain to the south of these flowers are familiar, they took away all of the Reiki Emei, besieged in the Lugu Lake area, every night whisper, only to that field last spring event.
And she is still the most unsocial one, a loner, habitat in the quiet place, tranquil in the ups and downs with the mighty bears, in full bloom and flaming, despite years of skin floating in the time, in the quiet eye wrapped in a circle, dissipated, not have to worry also afraid.
But more often, she was with his companions, throwing pungent hot to open. Cluster of clusters, a pool of a pool, a slope of a slope, slope in the wasteland field, but without losing the freedom of the barren land, left and right channeling, expanding in all directions, advance, step, step by step for the business.
They continue to grow themselves, often, the last stream of several strains, the development of clusters of a certain year; this year, the number under the fence before the bundle Hom, next year will multiply into a garden. Scattered, and to bring together; into blocks, and to contiguous.
Yes, they always stand together tightly, in the west, in the frost, the staff side of the light gold, deep yellow, or red gold banner of forging, clear fire, and thick, such as wine, wild gestures, as Triumph Return of the Warriors.
"Until the autumn to September 8, after the flowers bloom I kill."
Very self, she is always thinking about how to how to open to open, like where to open on where to open, and never bind themselves, without any person from bondage. She looked at the sun during the day and night, stare at the stars and the moon will not hide their brilliant colors to vent into a river into the waterfall, with the aroma of divergent interpretation of pipa sky "House of Flying Daggers," the heroic ... ...
King of Western Chu（三）
So he can not help but love her more thoroughly, as his own life.
"Yu Fei, do not persuade the king alone, and I mind has been set."
Then came the sad song of off-balance, they quickly work out.
Taotao the edge of the Wujiang River, while the cold wind while Jin Si, soldiers were sitting or standing, quietly gathered by the fire.
Chu Ruqirusu coming from a distance, overwhelming, making the soldiers were all tears wet skirts, a low, Chuo ululation with the song echoed in the air, like an elegy to Xiang Yu and Yu Ji more grief.
Xiang Yu understand that soldiers will no longer will to fight men, they are not in fear, but miss! Koto blooded children, in the face of their former comrades in arms will be raised, such as forest sword, listening to the melody of Chu, in the life and death moment. Think of the old family home after an absence of heart unpredictable ...... days, the world situation, such as cream, used to see the blood seen through the eyes of this world and now the ugly, pride tempered Jagged hearts can no longer be able to hold that a ray of tenderness, such as silk, to go on killing, are there any? -
Listen embattled soldiers were quietly put down the sword, to the other side of the folks who put down the sword.
Emotion Jiangdong sons and daughters, in the Wujiang River cross distant sea, next door.
Concubine Yu Xiang Yu's hand gently let go, dance with tears by the fire, singing: "Han-bing has been little, the four songs of Chu, King emotional exhausted, Jianqie where students talk!"
A song strike, she bent over a series, then came forward, while he is not prepared, suddenly out of the sword, to the item to shake off.
Xiang Yu no time to cry, too late catching watched her fall, so a touch of bright red flash of red flame leaping over the side.
He shouts and his back, then slumped down, tears the moment raging, a flower, then fall positions until the fall, the location of the softest in the chest, blunt blunt the pain of birth.
Deep Night, winds blow, besieged in the hearts of sons and daughters Jiangdong, painful episodes ......
This morning, Liu force a flood coming from all directions, Xiang Yu led his army to fight desperate, the weak to strong, and ultimately defeated.
Looking at the other side, looking at the side of soldiers who have fallen, looking at the bloody battlefield littered with corpses, covered with wounds Xiang Yu Yangtianchangxiao, then waved to the neck Hengjian.
Had fallen, he saw, nine hundred children Jiangdong sweep of the six countries in the tens of thousands of Julu Qin as worthless; he saw, beats, good bright eyes smiling gaze of the Concubine is waving to him ......
So he went, he followed her to the ......
Standing in the distance, I saw, spray flying, vegetation Hanbei, the situation at the mere mention, even in robust horses also jump into rolling Wujiang River. Hope that the afterlife can once again follow the masterpiece spanning a hero!
Heroes and beauty disappeared from my sight, and they are always the flower of love bloom in the world, even if the sun and moon and stars are cold, the mountains vegetation have declined to do, and always will be the land of China and not any visible known corner of the warm burn ... ...
"Yu Fei, do not persuade the king alone, and I mind has been set."
Then came the sad song of off-balance, they quickly work out.
Taotao the edge of the Wujiang River, while the cold wind while Jin Si, soldiers were sitting or standing, quietly gathered by the fire.
Chu Ruqirusu coming from a distance, overwhelming, making the soldiers were all tears wet skirts, a low, Chuo ululation with the song echoed in the air, like an elegy to Xiang Yu and Yu Ji more grief.
Xiang Yu understand that soldiers will no longer will to fight men, they are not in fear, but miss! Koto blooded children, in the face of their former comrades in arms will be raised, such as forest sword, listening to the melody of Chu, in the life and death moment. Think of the old family home after an absence of heart unpredictable ...... days, the world situation, such as cream, used to see the blood seen through the eyes of this world and now the ugly, pride tempered Jagged hearts can no longer be able to hold that a ray of tenderness, such as silk, to go on killing, are there any? -
Listen embattled soldiers were quietly put down the sword, to the other side of the folks who put down the sword.
Emotion Jiangdong sons and daughters, in the Wujiang River cross distant sea, next door.
Concubine Yu Xiang Yu's hand gently let go, dance with tears by the fire, singing: "Han-bing has been little, the four songs of Chu, King emotional exhausted, Jianqie where students talk!"
A song strike, she bent over a series, then came forward, while he is not prepared, suddenly out of the sword, to the item to shake off.
Xiang Yu no time to cry, too late catching watched her fall, so a touch of bright red flash of red flame leaping over the side.
He shouts and his back, then slumped down, tears the moment raging, a flower, then fall positions until the fall, the location of the softest in the chest, blunt blunt the pain of birth.
Deep Night, winds blow, besieged in the hearts of sons and daughters Jiangdong, painful episodes ......
This morning, Liu force a flood coming from all directions, Xiang Yu led his army to fight desperate, the weak to strong, and ultimately defeated.
Looking at the other side, looking at the side of soldiers who have fallen, looking at the bloody battlefield littered with corpses, covered with wounds Xiang Yu Yangtianchangxiao, then waved to the neck Hengjian.
Had fallen, he saw, nine hundred children Jiangdong sweep of the six countries in the tens of thousands of Julu Qin as worthless; he saw, beats, good bright eyes smiling gaze of the Concubine is waving to him ......
So he went, he followed her to the ......
Standing in the distance, I saw, spray flying, vegetation Hanbei, the situation at the mere mention, even in robust horses also jump into rolling Wujiang River. Hope that the afterlife can once again follow the masterpiece spanning a hero!
Heroes and beauty disappeared from my sight, and they are always the flower of love bloom in the world, even if the sun and moon and stars are cold, the mountains vegetation have declined to do, and always will be the land of China and not any visible known corner of the warm burn ... ...
King of Western Chu（二）
Yuji has eyes full of tears, laughter, and as a tear of the pear.
At this moment, his words made her feel never had the happiness, so that they flow from her tears. A long time, gazing at him she looked up, eyes is so gentle, so hot ------- Not only is he her king, but also a holding in the palm of her mind, such as iron strong man!
"Your Majesty need not worry too much, should overall situation."
"No! I can not disregard men brothers, but can not ignore you. All along, you often had mishaps with me, though not with the students, but also with the adversity of life and death!" Said Xiang Yu, stressing each syllable, "Yu Fei tomorrow war, solitary king dies, you do not have to hurt me, runny nose, have to carry live, you know? "
"Your Majesty, will always be accompanied by King Chenqie said, do not regret this life." Concubine tears.
Xiang Yu walked over and hugged her, and off, said: "Life is not the final one, just a little early now, forgive me for not protect you forever."
Yuji could no longer hold sad, broke down and cried: "Your Majesty, if you are in trouble, how could I live alone?"
Wen Yan, Xiang Yu could not help the two sad inexplicable tears glistening, emotions, ho of the sudden and devastating ------- she is not just a beautiful woman, or a Song of heavy woman, but also a staunch nature, such as flame feels like a warm woman.
At this moment, his words made her feel never had the happiness, so that they flow from her tears. A long time, gazing at him she looked up, eyes is so gentle, so hot ------- Not only is he her king, but also a holding in the palm of her mind, such as iron strong man!
"Your Majesty need not worry too much, should overall situation."
"No! I can not disregard men brothers, but can not ignore you. All along, you often had mishaps with me, though not with the students, but also with the adversity of life and death!" Said Xiang Yu, stressing each syllable, "Yu Fei tomorrow war, solitary king dies, you do not have to hurt me, runny nose, have to carry live, you know? "
"Your Majesty, will always be accompanied by King Chenqie said, do not regret this life." Concubine tears.
Xiang Yu walked over and hugged her, and off, said: "Life is not the final one, just a little early now, forgive me for not protect you forever."
Yuji could no longer hold sad, broke down and cried: "Your Majesty, if you are in trouble, how could I live alone?"
Wen Yan, Xiang Yu could not help the two sad inexplicable tears glistening, emotions, ho of the sudden and devastating ------- she is not just a beautiful woman, or a Song of heavy woman, but also a staunch nature, such as flame feels like a warm woman.
King of Western Chu（一）
"Health as the odds, death is also a male ghost. Now thinking Xiang Yu refused to have Jiangdong!"
With EMC's thoughts, I unknowingly through time and space in BC, twenty years, came Gaixia, saw the army of Liu Bang is encircled by the King of Western Chu and his soldiers are.
That is when the night sky as black as ink, Jun Zhang of the curtain was fluttering in the wind and hit the more sounds, one after another. Scattered around the torch kept swaying, as if the soul of turbulence in the struggling uninhibited, in the dance ......
Jun Zhang, the burly Xiang Yu wearing gold helmets, wearing Ginko sitting Taqian swig, then locked the eyebrows, eyes that anxiety will show it demonstrated his restless heart.
In front of him, a woman in red is dancing, spinning graceful figure, such as butterflies, such as Yan.
Xiang Yu carrying while drinking wine while looking at her affectionately, wait for them to take off his shirt, horses, Nanshan, from this day with her companions, living a simple and pure in the mountains and waters of life, from nothing to do with the sword, and war has nothing to do, every day is almonds. However, this kind of life will never come from him, and fate from the start, put his involvement in the war, it seems he is born for war.
Xiang Yu gave a long sigh, simply referred to the jug mouth, and drank it all in one breath, and then heavily laid aside the jug, suddenly stand up and loudly said: "heroes, power Nukiyama, piebald does not die when the adverse Xi, dappled waves of Xi can do nothing! Chennai Ruohe Yu Xi Xi Yu! "
Wensheng woman in red to stop singing and dancing, eagerly walked over to him softly whispered: "The king, today's day is not conducive to our military, but it is not no way out, if the Wujiang River crossing was then called Jiangdong disciples, will be able win the game, dominate the Central Plains. "
Xiang Yu Lan Zhu left her slender waist, his right hand gently stroking her beautiful face, her forehead hair Lile Li shook his head and said: "Yu Fei, you're right it not, but king of days of solitary expedition, Koto brothers numerous casualties, at the present one Qijia if I go to escape, but also Youhemianmu see my villagers again! can not, can not ah! "
"Form of the force, no one will blame you." Mei Yen's Concubine, such as the Philippines looked at him fondly, gentle eyes watery, as if the summer roses in full bloom.
Xiang Yu turned to look at off-balance black sky, exclaimed: "a real man when killed in battle, die on the battlefield, vigorous, how can we fear death, alone in the river? To me tomorrow in a battle with Liu Bang, even in his death, nor Zhuang Zai? "
"King?!" Concubine looked at him sadly, "The king, in return villagers again, the opportunities of the future, you now have to try to cross the river, to come back in future, to accomplish something Supremacy."
"How hard to escape? Only eight thousand soldiers will, there Aifei you, how could I let go of self-care?!"
With EMC's thoughts, I unknowingly through time and space in BC, twenty years, came Gaixia, saw the army of Liu Bang is encircled by the King of Western Chu and his soldiers are.
That is when the night sky as black as ink, Jun Zhang of the curtain was fluttering in the wind and hit the more sounds, one after another. Scattered around the torch kept swaying, as if the soul of turbulence in the struggling uninhibited, in the dance ......
Jun Zhang, the burly Xiang Yu wearing gold helmets, wearing Ginko sitting Taqian swig, then locked the eyebrows, eyes that anxiety will show it demonstrated his restless heart.
In front of him, a woman in red is dancing, spinning graceful figure, such as butterflies, such as Yan.
Xiang Yu carrying while drinking wine while looking at her affectionately, wait for them to take off his shirt, horses, Nanshan, from this day with her companions, living a simple and pure in the mountains and waters of life, from nothing to do with the sword, and war has nothing to do, every day is almonds. However, this kind of life will never come from him, and fate from the start, put his involvement in the war, it seems he is born for war.
Xiang Yu gave a long sigh, simply referred to the jug mouth, and drank it all in one breath, and then heavily laid aside the jug, suddenly stand up and loudly said: "heroes, power Nukiyama, piebald does not die when the adverse Xi, dappled waves of Xi can do nothing! Chennai Ruohe Yu Xi Xi Yu! "
Wensheng woman in red to stop singing and dancing, eagerly walked over to him softly whispered: "The king, today's day is not conducive to our military, but it is not no way out, if the Wujiang River crossing was then called Jiangdong disciples, will be able win the game, dominate the Central Plains. "
Xiang Yu Lan Zhu left her slender waist, his right hand gently stroking her beautiful face, her forehead hair Lile Li shook his head and said: "Yu Fei, you're right it not, but king of days of solitary expedition, Koto brothers numerous casualties, at the present one Qijia if I go to escape, but also Youhemianmu see my villagers again! can not, can not ah! "
"Form of the force, no one will blame you." Mei Yen's Concubine, such as the Philippines looked at him fondly, gentle eyes watery, as if the summer roses in full bloom.
Xiang Yu turned to look at off-balance black sky, exclaimed: "a real man when killed in battle, die on the battlefield, vigorous, how can we fear death, alone in the river? To me tomorrow in a battle with Liu Bang, even in his death, nor Zhuang Zai? "
"King?!" Concubine looked at him sadly, "The king, in return villagers again, the opportunities of the future, you now have to try to cross the river, to come back in future, to accomplish something Supremacy."
"How hard to escape? Only eight thousand soldiers will, there Aifei you, how could I let go of self-care?!"
Red heart wine（二）
Therefore, you can always succeed.
But not only that, you can always with a pair of eye, when the degree of the trial thing, in the wider world find their own direction, march ahead.
I admire the most, is your compassion. Petals pity you, pity the grass, take pity on my past, present, and future. Where into your eyes, the pity of all.
Unscrew the screw ups and downs in life, because your presence, its duties wonderful.
Do nothing, do nothing attitude you take to shine my heart, and hurried goodbye, noise from dust, much less meet for ......
Raise my eyes Albatron, distant clouds; bow to the water, the water leisurely. Distant clouds, water, long, difficult intersection of cloud water.
If, if there was not met, I would not worry about heart health. Only if the world is not so much! Once those early morning, that evening, that night, now and then can no longer be again. So, now I'm in the early morning, at dusk, in the past has repeatedly recall the night quietly.
If you want to know now, would rather not encounter Allure color.
Green mountains, water, long, dream hard to stay ......
I wander in the lanes deep, long and winding alleys leading to the winding river, crushing the sun through the leaves scattered on her shoulders, slim wind more soft, open side of the road to positive Yan Begonia , one after another like a glass of strong red wine color, glance to people enchanted. This reminds me of Koji Tamaki's "Wine Red Heart": "Red, red, red, clear opacity heart like wine and women, who will be loved by you, happiness will begin with a happy little carried away, red wine, red wine, red wine, Drink to enhance memory, love for whom drops. ", thinking, thinking, I thought of you, numerous and depression, accompanied by thoughts of Tolerance, in this the waves of my heart.
In fact, where he is great always, there are many mountains and many beautiful food, but living in beauty, I yearn for the day and night to another strange city, this is because of you, because you are the reason! Wherever you have your place in heaven, that is, I want to reach.
Dear, spring is at hand, each eye is impressive, and you, as a small make, coming from afar, from the endless blue water, blue smoke comes, each figure is a picture, let me both paper and dip of the old-fashioned ink. Since then I have many years of sitting in a cup of tea, a poem of elegy. Spring really want to share with you, after all, life is short, the rest of the rest of my life, how much a spring can be delayed? Maybe you'll laugh, laugh I laugh at me greedy wishful thinking, do not it? If you are dedicated you will not want it?
Honey, that is still in the wind lines in my side Xu Xu, Tangulunjin. Road this wind, the sun thin dense, mood were numerous, all the United States, both with distance and imagination, multiply and spread ......
"Red, red, red, clear opacity heart like wine and women ......"
Fade time, carrying half-closed in mind, I'm singing in the settlement, like your heart is strong red wine, bit by bit just as you drunk.
Lift our sight, white walls and black tiles many piles, which is someone's window from green to green, again drawing the twittering of swallows?
Dangling in the sea in March, glittering from far and near, the water more and more short stacks. Contamination of the dew of my hair, wet, dark, quietly released into the atmosphere, the round also will miss bloom, one, two, are sweet ......
Walked up the stairs to the roadside wildflowers, I homeopathy, came to the end of the water, such as the stars of the mind with pure, children of tender to switchgrass and look forward to, look into the distance.
When setting sun over the sky, the sky a fleeting if you lightly but to smile, I see a cut Samuume, in this arena flowers.
But not only that, you can always with a pair of eye, when the degree of the trial thing, in the wider world find their own direction, march ahead.
I admire the most, is your compassion. Petals pity you, pity the grass, take pity on my past, present, and future. Where into your eyes, the pity of all.
Unscrew the screw ups and downs in life, because your presence, its duties wonderful.
Do nothing, do nothing attitude you take to shine my heart, and hurried goodbye, noise from dust, much less meet for ......
Raise my eyes Albatron, distant clouds; bow to the water, the water leisurely. Distant clouds, water, long, difficult intersection of cloud water.
If, if there was not met, I would not worry about heart health. Only if the world is not so much! Once those early morning, that evening, that night, now and then can no longer be again. So, now I'm in the early morning, at dusk, in the past has repeatedly recall the night quietly.
If you want to know now, would rather not encounter Allure color.
Green mountains, water, long, dream hard to stay ......
I wander in the lanes deep, long and winding alleys leading to the winding river, crushing the sun through the leaves scattered on her shoulders, slim wind more soft, open side of the road to positive Yan Begonia , one after another like a glass of strong red wine color, glance to people enchanted. This reminds me of Koji Tamaki's "Wine Red Heart": "Red, red, red, clear opacity heart like wine and women, who will be loved by you, happiness will begin with a happy little carried away, red wine, red wine, red wine, Drink to enhance memory, love for whom drops. ", thinking, thinking, I thought of you, numerous and depression, accompanied by thoughts of Tolerance, in this the waves of my heart.
In fact, where he is great always, there are many mountains and many beautiful food, but living in beauty, I yearn for the day and night to another strange city, this is because of you, because you are the reason! Wherever you have your place in heaven, that is, I want to reach.
Dear, spring is at hand, each eye is impressive, and you, as a small make, coming from afar, from the endless blue water, blue smoke comes, each figure is a picture, let me both paper and dip of the old-fashioned ink. Since then I have many years of sitting in a cup of tea, a poem of elegy. Spring really want to share with you, after all, life is short, the rest of the rest of my life, how much a spring can be delayed? Maybe you'll laugh, laugh I laugh at me greedy wishful thinking, do not it? If you are dedicated you will not want it?
Honey, that is still in the wind lines in my side Xu Xu, Tangulunjin. Road this wind, the sun thin dense, mood were numerous, all the United States, both with distance and imagination, multiply and spread ......
"Red, red, red, clear opacity heart like wine and women ......"
Fade time, carrying half-closed in mind, I'm singing in the settlement, like your heart is strong red wine, bit by bit just as you drunk.
Lift our sight, white walls and black tiles many piles, which is someone's window from green to green, again drawing the twittering of swallows?
Dangling in the sea in March, glittering from far and near, the water more and more short stacks. Contamination of the dew of my hair, wet, dark, quietly released into the atmosphere, the round also will miss bloom, one, two, are sweet ......
Walked up the stairs to the roadside wildflowers, I homeopathy, came to the end of the water, such as the stars of the mind with pure, children of tender to switchgrass and look forward to, look into the distance.
When setting sun over the sky, the sky a fleeting if you lightly but to smile, I see a cut Samuume, in this arena flowers.
Red heart wine（一）
Flood of the day, who swept away the young youth who?
See, such as the capacity of the season off Yan Rulian flowers, the total can not hear the familiar bluestone pavement footsteps coming, little heart with a sigh, casement tight cover, spring curtain without covering ......
Or wind, or rain, or wet leaves rain, kicking up clouds of flowers, Tears, and I, still mourning the rain here, the wind damage Mourning parting.
Remember when parting is such a day, terminal building, we sat in the car, you are quietly looking out the window just started rainy sky, Youde said: "This weather is suitable for separating ..... . ". You seem to be in himself, but also seems to say to me, low voice, choked with indescribable, so I had to look back at you ------- tear, quietly leaking your eyes. And you, still looking at the front of the increasingly self-serving deep sky, eyes uncertain, look bleak.
A finger, I gently brushed it for you, tear drop, heart whom shocked, and suddenly on the world, good fortune, since the bone Che Che grateful heart.
The wind outside the car more and more tight, light rain and hovering Whose tears are flying?
All of the meet, seems to separate ......
Time going around in circles, sorrows and joys are as in the past.
Finally, the rain, dry days of March, restless wind up, shake the winding river, the shadow of my broken inside.
Gently, a bottle across the ship Huangyou You to the water, soft chuckle words, the dream of this town quiet stretch, spread.
Alley, water, the body alone and only I, Meishan smoke lock, wandering alone in the cold wind.
The total can not stop thinking about you, like walking on the shore of the fish, eager to clear puddle of water. Although the nose, mouth and eyebrows like you in the face of Castle Peak in the wind is getting blurred.
Diao Chan Ai Lvbu, because he is a handsome man, beautiful woman with a hero, as if the blood with the sword, let the world envy.
And I love you because you are not only good-looking man, but also wit, full of Fairview, flowers and herbs. We are together, like the ink stone with ink, and wit you this piece of ink Oh, accumulated over time, more black, get more, so I can not 近墨者黑, increasingly love you.
Lu Xiaofeng, said Ximen at least one thing people never learn to like, not his sword, his lonely cold as ice and snow on the mountains ------- lonely, lonely winter in the meteor-like loneliness. This is the loneliness of a master standing above the crowd.
And you, too, is something that other people can not learn, not your intellect, but your passion is to never give Yuecuoyueyong ------- enterprising spirit, is also heroic spirit through the passion of the storm .
See, such as the capacity of the season off Yan Rulian flowers, the total can not hear the familiar bluestone pavement footsteps coming, little heart with a sigh, casement tight cover, spring curtain without covering ......
Or wind, or rain, or wet leaves rain, kicking up clouds of flowers, Tears, and I, still mourning the rain here, the wind damage Mourning parting.
Remember when parting is such a day, terminal building, we sat in the car, you are quietly looking out the window just started rainy sky, Youde said: "This weather is suitable for separating ..... . ". You seem to be in himself, but also seems to say to me, low voice, choked with indescribable, so I had to look back at you ------- tear, quietly leaking your eyes. And you, still looking at the front of the increasingly self-serving deep sky, eyes uncertain, look bleak.
A finger, I gently brushed it for you, tear drop, heart whom shocked, and suddenly on the world, good fortune, since the bone Che Che grateful heart.
The wind outside the car more and more tight, light rain and hovering Whose tears are flying?
All of the meet, seems to separate ......
Time going around in circles, sorrows and joys are as in the past.
Finally, the rain, dry days of March, restless wind up, shake the winding river, the shadow of my broken inside.
Gently, a bottle across the ship Huangyou You to the water, soft chuckle words, the dream of this town quiet stretch, spread.
Alley, water, the body alone and only I, Meishan smoke lock, wandering alone in the cold wind.
The total can not stop thinking about you, like walking on the shore of the fish, eager to clear puddle of water. Although the nose, mouth and eyebrows like you in the face of Castle Peak in the wind is getting blurred.
Diao Chan Ai Lvbu, because he is a handsome man, beautiful woman with a hero, as if the blood with the sword, let the world envy.
And I love you because you are not only good-looking man, but also wit, full of Fairview, flowers and herbs. We are together, like the ink stone with ink, and wit you this piece of ink Oh, accumulated over time, more black, get more, so I can not 近墨者黑, increasingly love you.
Lu Xiaofeng, said Ximen at least one thing people never learn to like, not his sword, his lonely cold as ice and snow on the mountains ------- lonely, lonely winter in the meteor-like loneliness. This is the loneliness of a master standing above the crowd.
And you, too, is something that other people can not learn, not your intellect, but your passion is to never give Yuecuoyueyong ------- enterprising spirit, is also heroic spirit through the passion of the storm .
Grace pollination（六）
"Correct, and that I drink."
Wind son drunk to see the flowers, such as Red Cloud unintentional side, the United States if the angel, mind could not help burst waves.
Flower mood and smiled and said: "If the river dried up, no longer original, and the king is never dare. Poetry a hit."
Little thought for a moment the wind son, said: "streamer easy to throw people."
"Correct, I drink."
Wind son added: "Flowers in the concept of fit in the head but is suitable for nose sniff, what? For sniffing the flowers have? Flowers with leaves and branches can be for people to watch the What? Leafless beautiful than flowers What? flowers with leaves which are good-looking? "
"Flowers suitable target concept but suitable for sniffing, and the plum blossom, chrysanthemum, orchids, daffodils, bead orchids, lotus; only for sniffing the flowers are citron, Guangxi, Daphne, gardenia, jasmine, wood incense, rose, bloom; flowers with leaves and branches can be for people to watch, and naturally begonias as well, the second such charge, Begonia, yeast millet, poppy, narcissus is the third and so on; leafless beautiful than flowers, to That the number of geese to red, both the canna. As for the flowers with the leaves are nice to none other than the non-crape myrtle and magnolia. "
Flowers inadvertently Carter, repeatedly applauded the people around, have applauded.
"Said the girl's good!" The wind sounded son has smoked However, he won the cattle drinking gourd, gourd blink of an eye upside down, bit by bit is not left, drinking wine, this gourd is still possible to pick up the hoist Hing still unknown shook - ----- gone. He looked up busy, said: "wine, ah, I do Hing still unknown, wine is still trouble insects, but unfortunately no wine ... ..."
Carter, he passed out to the ground.
"Shuanger, fast Fufeng son to go home Wake up wine."
"Yes, ma'am." Side of the morning watching dumbfounded Shuanger, and hurried over to stand up to make amends for the wind to help the son out of the crowd.
Unintentional childhood spent at home to drink the wine, over time, have long to mention, and it drank the wind son for the first time, that is, no matter how good drinker, it could not do, so he will definitely lose.
Looking at the wind son, her smug smile.
Thought yesterday, who scared off by the mask, now letting himself drunk, it seems clear that God promised them to a Love. She believed that for the wind son woke up, they will have more opportunities to go along with almonds, and goes after the mask color to have to hang on the wall for decoration of the.
Wind son drunk to see the flowers, such as Red Cloud unintentional side, the United States if the angel, mind could not help burst waves.
Flower mood and smiled and said: "If the river dried up, no longer original, and the king is never dare. Poetry a hit."
Little thought for a moment the wind son, said: "streamer easy to throw people."
"Correct, I drink."
Wind son added: "Flowers in the concept of fit in the head but is suitable for nose sniff, what? For sniffing the flowers have? Flowers with leaves and branches can be for people to watch the What? Leafless beautiful than flowers What? flowers with leaves which are good-looking? "
"Flowers suitable target concept but suitable for sniffing, and the plum blossom, chrysanthemum, orchids, daffodils, bead orchids, lotus; only for sniffing the flowers are citron, Guangxi, Daphne, gardenia, jasmine, wood incense, rose, bloom; flowers with leaves and branches can be for people to watch, and naturally begonias as well, the second such charge, Begonia, yeast millet, poppy, narcissus is the third and so on; leafless beautiful than flowers, to That the number of geese to red, both the canna. As for the flowers with the leaves are nice to none other than the non-crape myrtle and magnolia. "
Flowers inadvertently Carter, repeatedly applauded the people around, have applauded.
"Said the girl's good!" The wind sounded son has smoked However, he won the cattle drinking gourd, gourd blink of an eye upside down, bit by bit is not left, drinking wine, this gourd is still possible to pick up the hoist Hing still unknown shook - ----- gone. He looked up busy, said: "wine, ah, I do Hing still unknown, wine is still trouble insects, but unfortunately no wine ... ..."
Carter, he passed out to the ground.
"Shuanger, fast Fufeng son to go home Wake up wine."
"Yes, ma'am." Side of the morning watching dumbfounded Shuanger, and hurried over to stand up to make amends for the wind to help the son out of the crowd.
Unintentional childhood spent at home to drink the wine, over time, have long to mention, and it drank the wind son for the first time, that is, no matter how good drinker, it could not do, so he will definitely lose.
Looking at the wind son, her smug smile.
Thought yesterday, who scared off by the mask, now letting himself drunk, it seems clear that God promised them to a Love. She believed that for the wind son woke up, they will have more opportunities to go along with almonds, and goes after the mask color to have to hang on the wall for decoration of the.
Grace pollination（五）
"Personnel Jieyou products, but wine mixed. Flowers months, the Winding Water feast, drink a glass of light wine in the poems intestine, what is called Confucianism and drink; two or three good friend, spent the morning on the eve of, the name Shu four, low sing the odd glass of what is called Sin drink; Li Feng Xi banquet, red tape, all day long Spasm, for fear of overstepping what is called prisoners drink; Cup tire great wine to be filled, call Ma Chi Chou, wantonly swallowed, what is called an ass drink; crown gowns with shoes, sit Zhaomu points, so chopsticks toast, satisfied body rail material, what is called buried drink; fell abusive, vomiting 哕 into the channel, lying on unconscious, personnel do not know, what is called dead drink ; predecessors a poem: 'Village, rice wine, sweet, fat fish, drink a few people to ramp Hui, Tin wide to wide knowledge home, and everyone was intoxicating go help.' This and drink products in the Plaza. "
"The wind son, it seems you know the wine is a deep channel." Flower delivery to the others out inadvertently said a bottles, took the wine gourd, unplug the plug for a bottle full vessel. Wine poured, aromatic full room, the intoxicating smell.
Son could not help like the sound of the wind, "wine" bottles of the drink took hold of the mood: "The wind son, the question for you."
"Today there are pool side ten feet, Jia students its central, water one foot. Cited Jia went to shore, Qi Shi and shore. Q water depth, the geometric length Jia?"
"Ten feet depth of two feet, three feet ten feet long reed. Surgery, saying: Semi pool side Zicheng to water a foot Zicheng, less of, I, double addition of water, that have depth. Add the water a few, have long reed . "
"Got it."
Full vessel inadvertently took a bottle and wind son could not help her lips, hands around the Jinzun, "Cuckoo" put drink.
Flowers inadvertently out of question: "What is beauty then?"
"The so-called Americans who should be spent for the appearance, the sound of birds, in the Month of God, the jade bones, ice and snow for the skin to youthful as the attitude to poetry for the heart, such as the girl you are." Slight wind son smile.
"Son of flattering." Careless smiles tenderly flowers soon, looking upward, to drink, and to hear the wind son, said: "Shuro intentional, Jia two women have heart, now think of it as home to Lang. Play word Tune Name . "
"Niannu Jiao."
"The wind son, it seems you know the wine is a deep channel." Flower delivery to the others out inadvertently said a bottles, took the wine gourd, unplug the plug for a bottle full vessel. Wine poured, aromatic full room, the intoxicating smell.
Son could not help like the sound of the wind, "wine" bottles of the drink took hold of the mood: "The wind son, the question for you."
"Today there are pool side ten feet, Jia students its central, water one foot. Cited Jia went to shore, Qi Shi and shore. Q water depth, the geometric length Jia?"
"Ten feet depth of two feet, three feet ten feet long reed. Surgery, saying: Semi pool side Zicheng to water a foot Zicheng, less of, I, double addition of water, that have depth. Add the water a few, have long reed . "
"Got it."
Full vessel inadvertently took a bottle and wind son could not help her lips, hands around the Jinzun, "Cuckoo" put drink.
Flowers inadvertently out of question: "What is beauty then?"
"The so-called Americans who should be spent for the appearance, the sound of birds, in the Month of God, the jade bones, ice and snow for the skin to youthful as the attitude to poetry for the heart, such as the girl you are." Slight wind son smile.
"Son of flattering." Careless smiles tenderly flowers soon, looking upward, to drink, and to hear the wind son, said: "Shuro intentional, Jia two women have heart, now think of it as home to Lang. Play word Tune Name . "
"Niannu Jiao."
Grace pollination（四）
White men did not speak, and offered slightly trembling hands. The trembling, Shuanger to smile again.
He also put three dice to buckle under the big Haiwan shaking for a while, but he's not Shuanger so flexible and agile hands to stop shaking, he seems to be grabbing with both hands and carefully from the sea bowl.
Shuanger reproduction surprised shocked eyes.
Even under the three bowls also stack up the dice, but the top one, was surprised also a six.
Flower stand quietly while careless smile also will condense frost.
White men who look happy, trembling fingers stretched out under the first dice twist, because too much tension, not a good twist, "A pair of" slamming, sinking dice off the table, another roll to the table below go. Fortunately, not closed on the second dice stars, it is a six. Shuanger face as one of the changes.
White men went to twist his face without expression third satellite.
However, slammed, Shuanger knocked under the table, stood up HUO Di ------ Obviously, she more nervous, more anxious, a fear of falling under the second teeth knocked dice.
Flowers inadvertently see, it is a six.
White man, reminding us of scenes off the force, was quickly stature Yaohuang hold on the table and held up the sleeves to the forehead rubbed.
Shuanger the surface, such as white, slam back down on a stone bench, did not say a word.
"Girl, you seem pretty down wine gourd have solutions." White man relieved smile.
Shuanger helpless look to take mood, his hands clutching the waist of the wine gourd, the verge of tears.
Flower mood slowly walked up, smiled and said: "The son, you win, the wine is your gourd. Now, you and I once again over how to? Also bet on the wine gourd! If I win, It is still vested in you, if lost, Shuanger to you when the maid, how? "
White man looked at her, could not believe my eyes.
So beautiful! He looked at her wits, eyes will not move until the next to someone shouting: "wind son, than it, you will win!" Then he recovered and asked to spend mood: "This is ? "
"Son, she is my eldest." Shuanger hastily introduced in the side.
"Well, how do we compare?" Was all the white man called the wind son joked.
"Gourd than wine in the wine."
"No problem, just too small wine here, two people may not be enough to drink."
Flowers inadvertently said: "This wine is not unusual gourd wine, peach wine is snow-capped mountains, ordinary people will only drink one a drunk."
"That being so, we started to drink it."
"Drink alone is too boring, so be it, you and I were the topic and test each other, correct answers, a question for drinking, got the wrong answer or not answer, the answer is drinking, do you think?"
Wind son pondered a moment, nodded resolutely: "I am willing to try on a try."
Flowers inadvertently took over from Shuanger red wine gourd gently on the table: "wind son, personnel Jieyou products, but wine varies, how do you say then that wine?"
He also put three dice to buckle under the big Haiwan shaking for a while, but he's not Shuanger so flexible and agile hands to stop shaking, he seems to be grabbing with both hands and carefully from the sea bowl.
Shuanger reproduction surprised shocked eyes.
Even under the three bowls also stack up the dice, but the top one, was surprised also a six.
Flower stand quietly while careless smile also will condense frost.
White men who look happy, trembling fingers stretched out under the first dice twist, because too much tension, not a good twist, "A pair of" slamming, sinking dice off the table, another roll to the table below go. Fortunately, not closed on the second dice stars, it is a six. Shuanger face as one of the changes.
White men went to twist his face without expression third satellite.
However, slammed, Shuanger knocked under the table, stood up HUO Di ------ Obviously, she more nervous, more anxious, a fear of falling under the second teeth knocked dice.
Flowers inadvertently see, it is a six.
White man, reminding us of scenes off the force, was quickly stature Yaohuang hold on the table and held up the sleeves to the forehead rubbed.
Shuanger the surface, such as white, slam back down on a stone bench, did not say a word.
"Girl, you seem pretty down wine gourd have solutions." White man relieved smile.
Shuanger helpless look to take mood, his hands clutching the waist of the wine gourd, the verge of tears.
Flower mood slowly walked up, smiled and said: "The son, you win, the wine is your gourd. Now, you and I once again over how to? Also bet on the wine gourd! If I win, It is still vested in you, if lost, Shuanger to you when the maid, how? "
White man looked at her, could not believe my eyes.
So beautiful! He looked at her wits, eyes will not move until the next to someone shouting: "wind son, than it, you will win!" Then he recovered and asked to spend mood: "This is ? "
"Son, she is my eldest." Shuanger hastily introduced in the side.
"Well, how do we compare?" Was all the white man called the wind son joked.
"Gourd than wine in the wine."
"No problem, just too small wine here, two people may not be enough to drink."
Flowers inadvertently said: "This wine is not unusual gourd wine, peach wine is snow-capped mountains, ordinary people will only drink one a drunk."
"That being so, we started to drink it."
"Drink alone is too boring, so be it, you and I were the topic and test each other, correct answers, a question for drinking, got the wrong answer or not answer, the answer is drinking, do you think?"
Wind son pondered a moment, nodded resolutely: "I am willing to try on a try."
Flowers inadvertently took over from Shuanger red wine gourd gently on the table: "wind son, personnel Jieyou products, but wine varies, how do you say then that wine?"
Grace pollination（三）
"Girl you want to bet?"
"Bet your hand this fan, if I win, to me. If I lost, my wine is your gourd!" Shuanger patted the waist of the wine gourd: "But I treasure it."
Simply did not Fa, and this girl audacious, dare to take my baby when their bet! Mood after listening to the side of the flower will have to run past almost pulled her out.
"I am a fan is an unusual way." White man smiled, "afraid that you do not luck, also lost his love object."
"Hard to say, hey, son invited!" Shuanger generous plate.
"Good happy little girl! Roll the dice as long as no irrigation lead, then rely on tactics, relying on real skills, and we roll the dice three rounds will be played, and how?"
"Good! Begun."
White men out of three from the dice, and from the side took a big Haiwan, readily lost, three dice Jingle fell bowl, bowl him a push forward, raising his hand smiles: "Girl, you Please! "
Shuanger not sometime, shallow smile gently at him, out right palm, Xinshou grabbed a bowl of three dice, a random place, ringing with sound, three dice stopped after turning down a while .
Faint white man said: "The same color, three six!"
Yes, the sea in all six bowl of three dice, which is the largest number of points, unless he can throw seven p.m., or else can not win her. But then again, how is this possible?
Shuanger smiled: "son, your turn!"
White man, indifferent smile, hand grabbed the dice, a bite, suddenly dropped, the bowl is three six impressively!
But also threw a back, is still hard to compete with contractors, and likewise six p.m..
Shuanger face a change: "son of good practices, but this continues, you and I will be played hard, in my opinion, it is better tweak!"
"The girl Yes, please."
Shuanger not said a word, just one hand, reveal large Haiwan slammed this to all detained three dice in a bowl next. I saw her clutch bowl, bowl not leave the table, the table could not shake, just listen to the bowl under the dice ... ... Tinker with sound
White man, frowning slightly, a pained face.
Shuanger lips slips Lueqi a smile, suddenly stopped his hand, stretched out a finger pressing the bowl opened a bowl ... ...
Crowd of people looking straight eyes, exclaimed together.
White men face a slightly changed.
That actually stacked up three dice, and corners are right, exactly right.
The top of a dice is a six, Look at the following two ... ...
Shuanger knocked out one finger under the table, sinking dice on the top "A pair of" bang and fell off.
Inadvertently saw the flowers next to die facing up side of the second teeth, and a six. Could not help but smile.
Good-looking white man's face has been slightly disturbed, subconsciously rubbing the hand-wringing ------ presumably, already oozing out of his palm cold sweat.
Shuanger lips smiled even more, extensor another knock, and the second teeth dice and landed on the desktop. However, the flowers smile mood immediately frozen lips, eyes look to the white man ------ surprised he looked at the third satellite direct Lengleng De dice, do not know a beautiful woman is looking at himself.
Third satellite that side of the dice facing up, is five points. He took a deep sigh.
Shuanger surprised look prosperous and convergence, suddenly spoke up: "son, I lost a hand, looking at you!"
"Bet your hand this fan, if I win, to me. If I lost, my wine is your gourd!" Shuanger patted the waist of the wine gourd: "But I treasure it."
Simply did not Fa, and this girl audacious, dare to take my baby when their bet! Mood after listening to the side of the flower will have to run past almost pulled her out.
"I am a fan is an unusual way." White man smiled, "afraid that you do not luck, also lost his love object."
"Hard to say, hey, son invited!" Shuanger generous plate.
"Good happy little girl! Roll the dice as long as no irrigation lead, then rely on tactics, relying on real skills, and we roll the dice three rounds will be played, and how?"
"Good! Begun."
White men out of three from the dice, and from the side took a big Haiwan, readily lost, three dice Jingle fell bowl, bowl him a push forward, raising his hand smiles: "Girl, you Please! "
Shuanger not sometime, shallow smile gently at him, out right palm, Xinshou grabbed a bowl of three dice, a random place, ringing with sound, three dice stopped after turning down a while .
Faint white man said: "The same color, three six!"
Yes, the sea in all six bowl of three dice, which is the largest number of points, unless he can throw seven p.m., or else can not win her. But then again, how is this possible?
Shuanger smiled: "son, your turn!"
White man, indifferent smile, hand grabbed the dice, a bite, suddenly dropped, the bowl is three six impressively!
But also threw a back, is still hard to compete with contractors, and likewise six p.m..
Shuanger face a change: "son of good practices, but this continues, you and I will be played hard, in my opinion, it is better tweak!"
"The girl Yes, please."
Shuanger not said a word, just one hand, reveal large Haiwan slammed this to all detained three dice in a bowl next. I saw her clutch bowl, bowl not leave the table, the table could not shake, just listen to the bowl under the dice ... ... Tinker with sound
White man, frowning slightly, a pained face.
Shuanger lips slips Lueqi a smile, suddenly stopped his hand, stretched out a finger pressing the bowl opened a bowl ... ...
Crowd of people looking straight eyes, exclaimed together.
White men face a slightly changed.
That actually stacked up three dice, and corners are right, exactly right.
The top of a dice is a six, Look at the following two ... ...
Shuanger knocked out one finger under the table, sinking dice on the top "A pair of" bang and fell off.
Inadvertently saw the flowers next to die facing up side of the second teeth, and a six. Could not help but smile.
Good-looking white man's face has been slightly disturbed, subconsciously rubbing the hand-wringing ------ presumably, already oozing out of his palm cold sweat.
Shuanger lips smiled even more, extensor another knock, and the second teeth dice and landed on the desktop. However, the flowers smile mood immediately frozen lips, eyes look to the white man ------ surprised he looked at the third satellite direct Lengleng De dice, do not know a beautiful woman is looking at himself.
Third satellite that side of the dice facing up, is five points. He took a deep sigh.
Shuanger surprised look prosperous and convergence, suddenly spoke up: "son, I lost a hand, looking at you!"
Grace pollination（二）
Seeing the day to be completely dark, she had picked up the mask, hurried home.
The next day, took no intention of wearing a white silk Chunshan luxurious texture, swan-like neck and chest of snow hanging on the whitening of the skin exudes a red, almost pure saturated colors fabulous diamond necklace, especially in fall whitens the skin's sinking in the water droplets on the crystal-like gems, a dazzling red, bright dripping and let her look more radiant.
She called the small maid Shuanger quietly out the door and stood looking at her parents under the eaves of the back of a strange shook his head: "Today the sun came out west to play? Did not wear men's a flower?"
Accustomed to being coddled like a flower mood, in fact, already going, she would walk to the lake side, see what fun things you can along for the ride, as usual, as if with a mask, in place of many visitors , then fainting a few non-free care tourists.
Sunny day, spring breeze was blowing, it really enjoyable. Less than half an hour, both master and servant came to the West Lake.
At this point the lake is full of laughter, full of Jiang Sheng, full of singing, and the lake is dependent pine, tourists.
Shuanger although the maid, but the snow wise, because of young age and grew up with spending mood for reading, studying, but also well versed in poetry and painting, plus live wave good move, both master and servant as close as sisters often relied on an extraordinary martial arts, play with the men, go out to help the weak poor, and even the majestic home to spend no way they could get master.
They crossed the bridge to see Dibian a liuyin, the few people watching around what the noisy bustling. Shuanger Couguo curious to see the one to smile and go back: "Miss, there more than two dice in it, let me try it?"
"Than? To you both erupted? Care home to lose people."
"No, definitely not to miss your Shuanger shame, and rest assured."
Shuanger then a finish to get a look, the flower has always been feisty mood is extremely curious, and hurried also with the past.
People see the arrival of such a glamorous woman, scared to Heaven, have let out a place for her.
Just roll the dice to see who wins when the mood took could not believe my eyes.
It is clearly to their fainting yesterday's white Shuainan!
She looked at ecstasy, fear he is an instant loss.
Shuanger owner has completely stay out of this time, through the movement of white scholars challenge: "son, I'll bet with you, okay?"
The next day, took no intention of wearing a white silk Chunshan luxurious texture, swan-like neck and chest of snow hanging on the whitening of the skin exudes a red, almost pure saturated colors fabulous diamond necklace, especially in fall whitens the skin's sinking in the water droplets on the crystal-like gems, a dazzling red, bright dripping and let her look more radiant.
She called the small maid Shuanger quietly out the door and stood looking at her parents under the eaves of the back of a strange shook his head: "Today the sun came out west to play? Did not wear men's a flower?"
Accustomed to being coddled like a flower mood, in fact, already going, she would walk to the lake side, see what fun things you can along for the ride, as usual, as if with a mask, in place of many visitors , then fainting a few non-free care tourists.
Sunny day, spring breeze was blowing, it really enjoyable. Less than half an hour, both master and servant came to the West Lake.
At this point the lake is full of laughter, full of Jiang Sheng, full of singing, and the lake is dependent pine, tourists.
Shuanger although the maid, but the snow wise, because of young age and grew up with spending mood for reading, studying, but also well versed in poetry and painting, plus live wave good move, both master and servant as close as sisters often relied on an extraordinary martial arts, play with the men, go out to help the weak poor, and even the majestic home to spend no way they could get master.
They crossed the bridge to see Dibian a liuyin, the few people watching around what the noisy bustling. Shuanger Couguo curious to see the one to smile and go back: "Miss, there more than two dice in it, let me try it?"
"Than? To you both erupted? Care home to lose people."
"No, definitely not to miss your Shuanger shame, and rest assured."
Shuanger then a finish to get a look, the flower has always been feisty mood is extremely curious, and hurried also with the past.
People see the arrival of such a glamorous woman, scared to Heaven, have let out a place for her.
Just roll the dice to see who wins when the mood took could not believe my eyes.
It is clearly to their fainting yesterday's white Shuainan!
She looked at ecstasy, fear he is an instant loss.
Shuanger owner has completely stay out of this time, through the movement of white scholars challenge: "son, I'll bet with you, okay?"
Grace pollination（一）
At dusk, take hurried passing mood who are charged with a wood sword, the unintentional one, let her silly stopped flying footsteps, almost hit a big tree.
------ God, men who came from small way, is simply to fly out from the painting, slender body with a pure white robe, looked simply carried away friends. Oh, that face, it is a beautiful multi-Jun, a face, ah, is simply the reincarnation of Pan, Song appeared.
White man who was walking thoughtfully over, flowers saw fierce mood, a sudden case of ghosts, screamed, fell to the floor in a faint.
His trance-like animal in nature is looking at the flowers careless and hurried over to help him up: "son, son are you okay? Wake up, wake up, I'm not a doctor ah!"
After shaking her, white man opened his eyes, looked at her face once again cried in terror: "Ghosts, Ghosts ......", quickly get rid of her hands, staggered and ran away.
"Son, son ......"
Flowers inadvertently stood up in a hurry call, my expectation that he should run like deer, and instantly disappeared in front of a corner.
"Coward! Really useless coward, if I want to eat like him ....."
She angrily stomp your feet, sat under the banyan tree, forced to throw the mask ripped off the face of color on the grass.
This is like their own when the baby seems to like animals a ghost mask, scare away the rare Shuainan.
Because nature loves to play, she often elaborately painted masks with their own, disguised as a man, a man around to play, in addition to water, mountain look, all right Take the bad guys to show that land under their fists trained in martial arts since childhood, and then use Several carefully grim mask stunned poor guy, for the people out of the foul smells, to find its point of fun, anyway, the day idle is idle. But did not think this is a scare with this mask rare Shuainan, depriving themselves and have no chance to say a word. Hey, so a great opportunity missed, the heart of this regret ah ......
If someone just passing through, you will find, sitting on the roadside flowers careless though his face looks like a huff, but it is bright eyes white teeth, eyes like Autumn, small hanging lamps nose, mouth lining in the melon pink cherry face exceptionally glamorous. A good body turn gray brilliant clothing give all show, tied a white ribbon waistline, Xiangjian Xiecha a knife sheath the swords of green spots, Youyao beautiful hanging from a very fine wine gourd.
------ God, men who came from small way, is simply to fly out from the painting, slender body with a pure white robe, looked simply carried away friends. Oh, that face, it is a beautiful multi-Jun, a face, ah, is simply the reincarnation of Pan, Song appeared.
White man who was walking thoughtfully over, flowers saw fierce mood, a sudden case of ghosts, screamed, fell to the floor in a faint.
His trance-like animal in nature is looking at the flowers careless and hurried over to help him up: "son, son are you okay? Wake up, wake up, I'm not a doctor ah!"
After shaking her, white man opened his eyes, looked at her face once again cried in terror: "Ghosts, Ghosts ......", quickly get rid of her hands, staggered and ran away.
"Son, son ......"
Flowers inadvertently stood up in a hurry call, my expectation that he should run like deer, and instantly disappeared in front of a corner.
"Coward! Really useless coward, if I want to eat like him ....."
She angrily stomp your feet, sat under the banyan tree, forced to throw the mask ripped off the face of color on the grass.
This is like their own when the baby seems to like animals a ghost mask, scare away the rare Shuainan.
Because nature loves to play, she often elaborately painted masks with their own, disguised as a man, a man around to play, in addition to water, mountain look, all right Take the bad guys to show that land under their fists trained in martial arts since childhood, and then use Several carefully grim mask stunned poor guy, for the people out of the foul smells, to find its point of fun, anyway, the day idle is idle. But did not think this is a scare with this mask rare Shuainan, depriving themselves and have no chance to say a word. Hey, so a great opportunity missed, the heart of this regret ah ......
If someone just passing through, you will find, sitting on the roadside flowers careless though his face looks like a huff, but it is bright eyes white teeth, eyes like Autumn, small hanging lamps nose, mouth lining in the melon pink cherry face exceptionally glamorous. A good body turn gray brilliant clothing give all show, tied a white ribbon waistline, Xiangjian Xiecha a knife sheath the swords of green spots, Youyao beautiful hanging from a very fine wine gourd.
Sound of the erhu（二）
Sudden sorrow and grief, so that you heart is sad and dreary.
Erhu sound, so the water, in the mountains, in the sprawling land of weeds, with the long tunes through time and space.
Water lily, Jiapeng Fang's "Water Lily", and thus walk in your heart, Sorrow, sorrow and grief, beauty, make you free from the ground and thought she Meng Po _______ No sad face appears to have no joy to tell you the human world desolation and helplessness.
A road, called the Land of the Dead, full of sorrow
A river, name Lethe, that it overflows bleak
An athletic, carrying Lethe
Cure my bowl, you can forget this life, in exchange for the afterlife
A stone, stand banks of Lethe, it is called three times
A well specified in the afterlife
A familiar figure, is pleased to jump
A face, next life, King Allure
......
Those who had loved, those who do not fit, those disputes will be in Red Dust hands with her "cure my" choking, always on the solidification and on a Modoribashi that speaks, filling with tears of sadness Looking back, overtaken by clouds, gone with the wind.
Dismay? Or brandished a knife and cut the sleeve will never be?
Everything is not important, because one by one forget, forget all the various ......
Flowers Yefei Yang, scattered everywhere, no direction.
However, the erhu sound, you hear it? Beijing Olympics, cheer, whistle, sharp rail traffic .....
Erhu sound, you hear that? Voice of the entire nation has been vigorous played under the stars in the bright ... ...
Listening to the sound of moving the erhu, erhu you think of the streets due to such a special instrument, like piano box and bow on the Mongolia's Wyrmhide horse mane, its beautiful architecture and elegant without the music hall, as long as thought, sounding it anytime, anywhere, with ease, stretch, free. Even if the Bridge, Qin Tong, rosin, portamento, soft that you do not understand these terms, do not prevent you from listening to the heart with the flowing out of the notes that finger, moist with the rain, passing the Shaotou wormwood, over the hills, and the wind, Kusaka, fishes continuously dwell. So, your mind with its intentionally or unintentionally, will go far, far away.
Looking back on the erhu sound, with a little melancholy, you hang around in alleyways, forgotten time.
Gradually, the sky to float the rain, there were numerous, the percentage who Rouchang knot?
The wind had, curved bridge, road and turns.
Curiously looking at the way you Zhang, courtyard side of the road, such as honey speckled every corner of the rain, gentle breeze through the low wall a few road, hanging flower pergola lentils shaking slightly; roof, with open gluttonous cat sleepy eyes, upturned eaves of the small head count the falling rain, drop, two drops, three drops ......
Lingering with you all the way around the erhu sound to the front window of the street, an old man sitting alone at the table and slowly sipped tea, listening, memories.
That the Yangtze River, the young, the spring ......
Erhu sound, so the water, in the mountains, in the sprawling land of weeds, with the long tunes through time and space.
Water lily, Jiapeng Fang's "Water Lily", and thus walk in your heart, Sorrow, sorrow and grief, beauty, make you free from the ground and thought she Meng Po _______ No sad face appears to have no joy to tell you the human world desolation and helplessness.
A road, called the Land of the Dead, full of sorrow
A river, name Lethe, that it overflows bleak
An athletic, carrying Lethe
Cure my bowl, you can forget this life, in exchange for the afterlife
A stone, stand banks of Lethe, it is called three times
A well specified in the afterlife
A familiar figure, is pleased to jump
A face, next life, King Allure
......
Those who had loved, those who do not fit, those disputes will be in Red Dust hands with her "cure my" choking, always on the solidification and on a Modoribashi that speaks, filling with tears of sadness Looking back, overtaken by clouds, gone with the wind.
Dismay? Or brandished a knife and cut the sleeve will never be?
Everything is not important, because one by one forget, forget all the various ......
Flowers Yefei Yang, scattered everywhere, no direction.
However, the erhu sound, you hear it? Beijing Olympics, cheer, whistle, sharp rail traffic .....
Erhu sound, you hear that? Voice of the entire nation has been vigorous played under the stars in the bright ... ...
Listening to the sound of moving the erhu, erhu you think of the streets due to such a special instrument, like piano box and bow on the Mongolia's Wyrmhide horse mane, its beautiful architecture and elegant without the music hall, as long as thought, sounding it anytime, anywhere, with ease, stretch, free. Even if the Bridge, Qin Tong, rosin, portamento, soft that you do not understand these terms, do not prevent you from listening to the heart with the flowing out of the notes that finger, moist with the rain, passing the Shaotou wormwood, over the hills, and the wind, Kusaka, fishes continuously dwell. So, your mind with its intentionally or unintentionally, will go far, far away.
Looking back on the erhu sound, with a little melancholy, you hang around in alleyways, forgotten time.
Gradually, the sky to float the rain, there were numerous, the percentage who Rouchang knot?
The wind had, curved bridge, road and turns.
Curiously looking at the way you Zhang, courtyard side of the road, such as honey speckled every corner of the rain, gentle breeze through the low wall a few road, hanging flower pergola lentils shaking slightly; roof, with open gluttonous cat sleepy eyes, upturned eaves of the small head count the falling rain, drop, two drops, three drops ......
Lingering with you all the way around the erhu sound to the front window of the street, an old man sitting alone at the table and slowly sipped tea, listening, memories.
That the Yangtze River, the young, the spring ......
Sound of the erhu（一）
Best night, things ease breathing, sounds like a ray of light sing Qingyin mountain springs ......
Best southern, Huangyou You waterway Chuanjie by, this small town into two, arched bridges like a warm hand, light pull on both sides of the Spring and Autumn. After wind and rain along the berm erosion, bluestone on the green moss spreading in the wind Limo Mo tenacious of life. Everywhere, shore gray tiles, white walls, open windows and holes everywhere swaying willow ......
With a blue cloth dress, you quietly come to the water. At this time, set for Wu Pengchuan dream lightly over the surface of the water, boat oars splashing, a gentle charm to the quiet across from your heart. You do not say anything, just smiled and walked along the alleys smooth bluestone pavement, gently, quietly, for fear the sound of their own will be issued as a stone into the quiet surface of the water waves, wake up one Enron dream.
At this time, a string of notes such as rain, such as bead, came from somewhere, sad he endured, as if condensation of the eternal sadness, and instantly cool in your heart Dangqi waves, ripples will occur between the thousands of pain.
Sound of the erhu, piano and humid, cold, and accompanied by rhyme Long Short Sentence, smoke, or fog, thus falling in the bluestone road.
You stopped in her tracks, just one attentively, and saw the still as a "sky flower anthesis Feifei" Heart of her is sorry, and "searching" but in the end have "deserted" the easy security, and in the near Department of the legislation is long sideways "doubted see tears in their eyes, not even know what to say," the Liutun Tian, and tears that filled Zhongyan Acacia ......
Trance, as if you _______ into the depths of time so many people, so many things come to you accompanied by blooming flowers, another little bit away from you, in vain to leave a place of loneliness.
Erhu sound, coming from not only the Broken Bridge is also quick to fly side-edged paper umbrellas total solitude, there is a thunder and lightning in the darkness, even the desolate grave can stop the butterfly's persistence, and Chu King's young wife full of tragically ... ...
Erhu sound, the cry in the war in the swirling _______ sake of the general Yue Fei's soul is still wandering in the Southern Song Dynasty; noble spirit of the text of the prime minister's voice is still lingering in the Lingding Yang; Chunhuaqiuyue more nakan bone generation of imperial urge Xinzhe pain ......
Erhu sound, beating the strings in the mahogany, saturated every corner of the alley, close your eyes in the dark Bing loss to linger in your heart, flowing in the light, the better the heavy mist of Wuxi ... ...
Erhu sound, low and sad, worried about how much smoothie wandering heart ... ...
Sound of the erhu, diffuse large walk in the Gobi desert Saibei, in front of the open, vast, behind the dragon is a meandering, ten thousand mile entrenched in the hills, the foot is stepping on the predecessors of the soul is immortal, in the sand in the endless singing.
......
Best southern, Huangyou You waterway Chuanjie by, this small town into two, arched bridges like a warm hand, light pull on both sides of the Spring and Autumn. After wind and rain along the berm erosion, bluestone on the green moss spreading in the wind Limo Mo tenacious of life. Everywhere, shore gray tiles, white walls, open windows and holes everywhere swaying willow ......
With a blue cloth dress, you quietly come to the water. At this time, set for Wu Pengchuan dream lightly over the surface of the water, boat oars splashing, a gentle charm to the quiet across from your heart. You do not say anything, just smiled and walked along the alleys smooth bluestone pavement, gently, quietly, for fear the sound of their own will be issued as a stone into the quiet surface of the water waves, wake up one Enron dream.
At this time, a string of notes such as rain, such as bead, came from somewhere, sad he endured, as if condensation of the eternal sadness, and instantly cool in your heart Dangqi waves, ripples will occur between the thousands of pain.
Sound of the erhu, piano and humid, cold, and accompanied by rhyme Long Short Sentence, smoke, or fog, thus falling in the bluestone road.
You stopped in her tracks, just one attentively, and saw the still as a "sky flower anthesis Feifei" Heart of her is sorry, and "searching" but in the end have "deserted" the easy security, and in the near Department of the legislation is long sideways "doubted see tears in their eyes, not even know what to say," the Liutun Tian, and tears that filled Zhongyan Acacia ......
Trance, as if you _______ into the depths of time so many people, so many things come to you accompanied by blooming flowers, another little bit away from you, in vain to leave a place of loneliness.
Erhu sound, coming from not only the Broken Bridge is also quick to fly side-edged paper umbrellas total solitude, there is a thunder and lightning in the darkness, even the desolate grave can stop the butterfly's persistence, and Chu King's young wife full of tragically ... ...
Erhu sound, the cry in the war in the swirling _______ sake of the general Yue Fei's soul is still wandering in the Southern Song Dynasty; noble spirit of the text of the prime minister's voice is still lingering in the Lingding Yang; Chunhuaqiuyue more nakan bone generation of imperial urge Xinzhe pain ......
Erhu sound, beating the strings in the mahogany, saturated every corner of the alley, close your eyes in the dark Bing loss to linger in your heart, flowing in the light, the better the heavy mist of Wuxi ... ...
Erhu sound, low and sad, worried about how much smoothie wandering heart ... ...
Sound of the erhu, diffuse large walk in the Gobi desert Saibei, in front of the open, vast, behind the dragon is a meandering, ten thousand mile entrenched in the hills, the foot is stepping on the predecessors of the soul is immortal, in the sand in the endless singing.
......
You come from the south（三）
Clock swing, the time of the boat, will sail to where exactly?
Side across the landscape, we were silent.
But, I can not simply be shelved his Heartsongs, thoughts such as the birds leave the nest, in the darkness under my eyes from drifting out again.
Met, separation, this two depart from each other flowers entangled with each other, in the time of sunset river holding drunk, drifting away, the by, the mountains have stooped to.
Love to not love, together to the end shall be scattered. Vast things, meet parting, split scenes to pieces. God did not let you I have a pair of wings is in order for us to seriously learn afar?
Landscape across the thousand, pour a glass of wine in the newly sprung chrysanthemum frame, we and the breeze and drink separately on the road, and as like trying to meet people, portrait, until unnecessary.
Nonetheless worth of efforts to touch the hearts of bright, no longer match.
So, I became once again silent, as if deaf children, get rid of the whole world, shielding all the noise, can only hear your breath and the voice of hidden blood; can only hear my joy, and soul sing depression; can only hear We are again in the night in the fantasy and passion.
Days of repeated overlapping of life like a knife, cut the warm day and night.
Our dreams are still there.
Look, the three little knowledge is more and more ethereal in the moonlight is becoming tight in the strong wind, an eye-catching flowers, braved the cold cream, head out from the crevice peered resolutely.
Through the wind, a butterfly, from the misty rain in the south, flew leisurely to it ......
Side across the landscape, we were silent.
But, I can not simply be shelved his Heartsongs, thoughts such as the birds leave the nest, in the darkness under my eyes from drifting out again.
Met, separation, this two depart from each other flowers entangled with each other, in the time of sunset river holding drunk, drifting away, the by, the mountains have stooped to.
Love to not love, together to the end shall be scattered. Vast things, meet parting, split scenes to pieces. God did not let you I have a pair of wings is in order for us to seriously learn afar?
Landscape across the thousand, pour a glass of wine in the newly sprung chrysanthemum frame, we and the breeze and drink separately on the road, and as like trying to meet people, portrait, until unnecessary.
Nonetheless worth of efforts to touch the hearts of bright, no longer match.
So, I became once again silent, as if deaf children, get rid of the whole world, shielding all the noise, can only hear your breath and the voice of hidden blood; can only hear my joy, and soul sing depression; can only hear We are again in the night in the fantasy and passion.
Days of repeated overlapping of life like a knife, cut the warm day and night.
Our dreams are still there.
Look, the three little knowledge is more and more ethereal in the moonlight is becoming tight in the strong wind, an eye-catching flowers, braved the cold cream, head out from the crevice peered resolutely.
Through the wind, a butterfly, from the misty rain in the south, flew leisurely to it ......
You come from the south（二）
Moonlight, sigh down, who's heart ache?
You smile, and then Baozhan a, summoned the tenderness of the water gently walk through the strings, the bird Lueqi term water mark line.
Looking at you, I like black hair in full bloom in the twilight, gleaming soft and delicate sheen, but not the sorrow.
Legend meteorite rolling across the sea, tidal vacated.
Legend crescent cut wheat field, smoke-filled.
And you pass through the place, affection rolling, the wind roses bloom into everywhere, gently swagger in Xunfeng happiness, like I am mildly bright mind.
Heart flower swaying the United States, thus, to the extreme.
Years of white snake, in the misty rain saw the broken bridge on the Eighty engine a juvenile bone black bamboo umbrella, instant, thousands of Daoxing once they cleared, and since then lost a demon to pull off, but it's corners, the spouses were more .
Eternal stranger, you are not walking on that bridge, from the young, why send me to ink the South insisted, feel nostalgic for my life, so that the subsequent drop from the reality from the root cause, emitting a smell of warm and sparse ?
What is the dark, to hurry you? What is disturbing is the blood rushing in your enthusiasm, so that eventually it away from me?
I did not beg the arm with your feet tied, and if I tried to get in your way, it was only my voice and nothing more; if I tried to keep you, that's my eyes but nothing more.
The eternal stranger, to keep you, I am powerless, I have only tears.
Now, where are you? Where children do? Who is on strong to take the sky blue?
Night is still the quiet, dark sleeping on the branches, in silence.
Marsh mud in my life is struggling to jointing, the exhaustion of all the passion, the more the end, but one city.
I forgot, I always forgot my wings do not fly, forever trapped in this land, looking forward to your south, besieged on all sides.
Such as the river of the hibiscus, I see the years passing by, slowly start of history, not only be happy if, there Xin unspeakable tragedy, insignificant ......
So tiny and helpless I can only sit here overlooking the Yangtze River, the old smile, and you have been looking down at me, still peaceful, amiable.
You smile, and then Baozhan a, summoned the tenderness of the water gently walk through the strings, the bird Lueqi term water mark line.
Looking at you, I like black hair in full bloom in the twilight, gleaming soft and delicate sheen, but not the sorrow.
Legend meteorite rolling across the sea, tidal vacated.
Legend crescent cut wheat field, smoke-filled.
And you pass through the place, affection rolling, the wind roses bloom into everywhere, gently swagger in Xunfeng happiness, like I am mildly bright mind.
Heart flower swaying the United States, thus, to the extreme.
Years of white snake, in the misty rain saw the broken bridge on the Eighty engine a juvenile bone black bamboo umbrella, instant, thousands of Daoxing once they cleared, and since then lost a demon to pull off, but it's corners, the spouses were more .
Eternal stranger, you are not walking on that bridge, from the young, why send me to ink the South insisted, feel nostalgic for my life, so that the subsequent drop from the reality from the root cause, emitting a smell of warm and sparse ?
What is the dark, to hurry you? What is disturbing is the blood rushing in your enthusiasm, so that eventually it away from me?
I did not beg the arm with your feet tied, and if I tried to get in your way, it was only my voice and nothing more; if I tried to keep you, that's my eyes but nothing more.
The eternal stranger, to keep you, I am powerless, I have only tears.
Now, where are you? Where children do? Who is on strong to take the sky blue?
Night is still the quiet, dark sleeping on the branches, in silence.
Marsh mud in my life is struggling to jointing, the exhaustion of all the passion, the more the end, but one city.
I forgot, I always forgot my wings do not fly, forever trapped in this land, looking forward to your south, besieged on all sides.
Such as the river of the hibiscus, I see the years passing by, slowly start of history, not only be happy if, there Xin unspeakable tragedy, insignificant ......
So tiny and helpless I can only sit here overlooking the Yangtze River, the old smile, and you have been looking down at me, still peaceful, amiable.
You come from the south（一）
Quiet, really quiet.
Cleared noisy, flashy cleared, such as water carries a one night only a few light moon and the stars, despite surging Red Dust in the heart, silent words.
Yela, the wind blows, the window was open, and thinking of you, thinking about your south, I became a floating cloud your window ......
Amidst the memories of the South has always been greedy joy, deep and shallow, always make me alone drunk. September in the south which is definitely passionate, plain hand brushed, Castle Peak faint, Huan Huan river, every inch of land all phenomena poetic.
Look, Time flies, face turned into a phoenix; Rainy bluestone, Mei Ying Cheng Huang; Phoenix Ensemble, Zhu Fei warm transparent.
Phoenix double dance, was originally painted blue and white on the illusion, and you, the eternal outsider, no matter regardless, south of the misty rain to bring a sleeve, is still assured to dance to me, raised his eyebrows Dan Xiao, calm mood, actually prompting a Cry of the wind over the low wall thread, repeated shaking could hold a lamp, actually since the slanting Nongzi.
Accompanied by a feeling of surprise song flows into the sky, a thorough heart.
Eternal stranger, you came to my side to play South, sitting beside me, when my body trembling, when my eyes droop when the moon through the trees trying to kiss my dress, quietly as a cloud Cage stars on the veil.
My heart, like a gallop in the musk deer, because of their aroma and crazy, lost in the forest shadows.
This is a moonlight night in September, the wind from the south wind. The air hazy with the sweet osmanthus, and my flute forgotten in the earth, and you have not compiled the hands of a good wreath.
Some smile, some slightly shy, and some sweet useless struggle ......
We do not depart from all the wrong words into the ever silent, nor required to reach beyond the emptiness of hope for the future.
Love between you and me, a simple song.
Hokyo open Lian, far away from the stringed acoustic. Light show picture of you, ink walk, full of shades between the distinct possession of fondly.
Cleared noisy, flashy cleared, such as water carries a one night only a few light moon and the stars, despite surging Red Dust in the heart, silent words.
Yela, the wind blows, the window was open, and thinking of you, thinking about your south, I became a floating cloud your window ......
Amidst the memories of the South has always been greedy joy, deep and shallow, always make me alone drunk. September in the south which is definitely passionate, plain hand brushed, Castle Peak faint, Huan Huan river, every inch of land all phenomena poetic.
Look, Time flies, face turned into a phoenix; Rainy bluestone, Mei Ying Cheng Huang; Phoenix Ensemble, Zhu Fei warm transparent.
Phoenix double dance, was originally painted blue and white on the illusion, and you, the eternal outsider, no matter regardless, south of the misty rain to bring a sleeve, is still assured to dance to me, raised his eyebrows Dan Xiao, calm mood, actually prompting a Cry of the wind over the low wall thread, repeated shaking could hold a lamp, actually since the slanting Nongzi.
Accompanied by a feeling of surprise song flows into the sky, a thorough heart.
Eternal stranger, you came to my side to play South, sitting beside me, when my body trembling, when my eyes droop when the moon through the trees trying to kiss my dress, quietly as a cloud Cage stars on the veil.
My heart, like a gallop in the musk deer, because of their aroma and crazy, lost in the forest shadows.
This is a moonlight night in September, the wind from the south wind. The air hazy with the sweet osmanthus, and my flute forgotten in the earth, and you have not compiled the hands of a good wreath.
Some smile, some slightly shy, and some sweet useless struggle ......
We do not depart from all the wrong words into the ever silent, nor required to reach beyond the emptiness of hope for the future.
Love between you and me, a simple song.
Hokyo open Lian, far away from the stringed acoustic. Light show picture of you, ink walk, full of shades between the distinct possession of fondly.
Bring dreams to fly（三）
At this time, the sky got brighter, the sun quietly exposed from a distance, rosy face, quietly scare away the moon and the stars, let the sun fill up the whole sky.
More and more clouds around, like the Antarctic drift ice on the water, shining in the sun ________ Red, orange, violet Huanglv Qing, from the clouds reflected on the middle of the water droplets, the United States have to let me breath come.
Gradually, the clouds let the sun on the water droplets have evaporated, more light, can not bear my weight. I am tired and hungry, so weak, how can they have the arm strength to swing ah?
A black eyes, and I left the clouds, head down and follow the Benniao go. My sense is the last one: Oops, I have become Benniao out.
I do not know how long the brakes I heard a harsh sound. Then, a very familiar voice said to me: "God, how do you lay on the road? More dangerous ah? Fortunately, I stop in time!"
Obscurity, returning to the stranger painfully me pick him up: "In the future to see me, never stop in this way, ah, scared me, hey ......"
I did not mean so.
I strongly want to argue, but a moment could not find it out. Just then, a loud crash came, returning to the stranger a shiver, I ground from his hands Shuaixiang.
_________ How so careless it?
I was about to complain, suddenly a frightful noise reached my ears, scared I opened my eyes, look closely, his home lying in bed yet.
Was a dream.
It is night outside the window, such as ink, lightning delivery folder, precarious ......
More and more clouds around, like the Antarctic drift ice on the water, shining in the sun ________ Red, orange, violet Huanglv Qing, from the clouds reflected on the middle of the water droplets, the United States have to let me breath come.
Gradually, the clouds let the sun on the water droplets have evaporated, more light, can not bear my weight. I am tired and hungry, so weak, how can they have the arm strength to swing ah?
A black eyes, and I left the clouds, head down and follow the Benniao go. My sense is the last one: Oops, I have become Benniao out.
I do not know how long the brakes I heard a harsh sound. Then, a very familiar voice said to me: "God, how do you lay on the road? More dangerous ah? Fortunately, I stop in time!"
Obscurity, returning to the stranger painfully me pick him up: "In the future to see me, never stop in this way, ah, scared me, hey ......"
I did not mean so.
I strongly want to argue, but a moment could not find it out. Just then, a loud crash came, returning to the stranger a shiver, I ground from his hands Shuaixiang.
_________ How so careless it?
I was about to complain, suddenly a frightful noise reached my ears, scared I opened my eyes, look closely, his home lying in bed yet.
Was a dream.
It is night outside the window, such as ink, lightning delivery folder, precarious ......
Bring dreams to fly（二）
At this point it is night, the deep blue sky, the bright stars fill the sky, such as salt generally, as a group of naughty children around me, with the front all the way, after kicking up clouds of the moon on the horizon a half-exposed face makeup, looked strangely me this intruder.
This time, the mood is in full bloom roses, smile is sweet honey flowing.
Since ancient times, people flying long-standing dream, and can achieve a few more? And I, actually was a giant lion roar Zhenfei, Ha _________ original flight is so simple and so amazing.
I am like a butterfly cocoon just so excited, getting high, the more over the United States.
Vaguely, I seem to hear someone on the ground shouting: "Look, a big kite, like a human kite!"
How there are people watching the sky? Is the giant gone? Then I will not fall?
Do not, a giant with red hair, ah, you must stay on the ground more than a will, to a few more lion roar, let me fly it a wonderful time.
When I secretly begging in front of the sky began to slightly shiny, a gigantic gray birds suddenly flying head, looked around me, pressing the eyes Shining like a knife, wind, falling on my body ________ like I violated its airspace.
May be feeling too good, I did not even mind Dali only the griffin, who knows it to me, frequently waving wings, and I like to hard.
The sky is not your own, quickly get out of me!
Gray Shaniao not understand my language, but never cynical eyes I learned more anger, increasingly mad waving wings, loud screaming sound ________ to be a terrible, there is a terrible .
Hey, you know how ugly you look, there are a terrible scream? I laugh it out loud and waved his arms wildly.
Gray bird thoroughly angry, and suddenly I came a volley towards the upright posture, desperately waving a pair of huge wings, and even a few feathers off an instant, every now and then.
I am also anxious. This is how you can delay the moment when I fly Benniao valuable time?
I am calling to, while directed at the silly bird grimaced.
Benniao very hard to detect this trick on me, shocked, tumbling from the world fell out.
I giggled. Really worthy of the name Benniao plus Dainiao.
Smile smile, took place on a very embarrassing thing ________ After a long flight, I am getting command not move his arms, and how to do, do I have to step Benniao the footsteps of the fell on the ground Siyangbacha up?
For a difficult jobs to do in my time, several flower clouds slowly drifted down, thick, light, at first glance, like my bed general comfort.
Kazakhstan, taking advantage of the decline to, I still Xie Hui in the clouds on it.
A twisting, I really lay on the clouds. Turn over, roll over, really Xi service free.
_________ Now, I like the Monkey King, also have their own colorful clouds of.
I'm pleased to direct music, Zuidou almost laughed rotten.
This time, the mood is in full bloom roses, smile is sweet honey flowing.
Since ancient times, people flying long-standing dream, and can achieve a few more? And I, actually was a giant lion roar Zhenfei, Ha _________ original flight is so simple and so amazing.
I am like a butterfly cocoon just so excited, getting high, the more over the United States.
Vaguely, I seem to hear someone on the ground shouting: "Look, a big kite, like a human kite!"
How there are people watching the sky? Is the giant gone? Then I will not fall?
Do not, a giant with red hair, ah, you must stay on the ground more than a will, to a few more lion roar, let me fly it a wonderful time.
When I secretly begging in front of the sky began to slightly shiny, a gigantic gray birds suddenly flying head, looked around me, pressing the eyes Shining like a knife, wind, falling on my body ________ like I violated its airspace.
May be feeling too good, I did not even mind Dali only the griffin, who knows it to me, frequently waving wings, and I like to hard.
The sky is not your own, quickly get out of me!
Gray Shaniao not understand my language, but never cynical eyes I learned more anger, increasingly mad waving wings, loud screaming sound ________ to be a terrible, there is a terrible .
Hey, you know how ugly you look, there are a terrible scream? I laugh it out loud and waved his arms wildly.
Gray bird thoroughly angry, and suddenly I came a volley towards the upright posture, desperately waving a pair of huge wings, and even a few feathers off an instant, every now and then.
I am also anxious. This is how you can delay the moment when I fly Benniao valuable time?
I am calling to, while directed at the silly bird grimaced.
Benniao very hard to detect this trick on me, shocked, tumbling from the world fell out.
I giggled. Really worthy of the name Benniao plus Dainiao.
Smile smile, took place on a very embarrassing thing ________ After a long flight, I am getting command not move his arms, and how to do, do I have to step Benniao the footsteps of the fell on the ground Siyangbacha up?
For a difficult jobs to do in my time, several flower clouds slowly drifted down, thick, light, at first glance, like my bed general comfort.
Kazakhstan, taking advantage of the decline to, I still Xie Hui in the clouds on it.
A twisting, I really lay on the clouds. Turn over, roll over, really Xi service free.
_________ Now, I like the Monkey King, also have their own colorful clouds of.
I'm pleased to direct music, Zuidou almost laughed rotten.
Bring dreams to fly（一）
Since the beginning of autumn, the night, no heat, water is always a good wind, people sleep soundly.
This evening watching TV, everything is put aside, I fell down they sleep.
Trance, a tall giant in between heaven and earth, the sky, red hair, staring eyes of two bells, frightened people running all the way under the open air, screaming, hiding.
Through the window, I saw the red-haired giant issued a terrible wheeze, the Classics Department, the building as toys, shattered at his feet.
Looking at the foot of the run as ant-like people, the giant roar like thunder, shook the building I live crashing sounds crazy rock band than ten of the movement also came up big, all the furniture in the room " slightly creak "groan ......
Giants are still kept roaring, like an angry lion.
An octave higher!
Another octave higher!
A wave of noise!
The wave after wave of higher!
Red-haired giant roar continued unprecedented spread in the air, the seventh floor of a deaf grandfather for many years has been hearing at this moment, suddenly, pointing out the window shouting, thunder, and thunder!
All the windows issue a "banging" to sound, then immediately crash down to the ground, every kitchen pots and pans have also heard the "pop" sound ......
With fear, an unprecedented symphony filled the world!
Higher and higher in the giant roar, I suddenly inexplicable floating up, call, like the wind drifted away from the window ________
I was flying a giant roar!
Hills, rivers, was back on uniform, his head and bid farewell to all the trees, the hurricane is a warm help me, let me fly higher and faster.
I think I was a dancing butterfly, perhaps more like an eagle, an uncertain place rapidly toward the fly, put the ugly and frightening giant far behind them.
I kept flying around whistling sound of the wind, I waved like birds learn to arm, really effective, must play the higher the frequency, the faster the speed of flight.
This feeling is so beautiful, I tried to twist the twisted leg, left, right, direction change.
The feeling of flying is really his wife too ...... cool!
I did not expect the sudden a giant even let me fly up, fly also so wonderful!
Want to thank him, but I can not turn back, lest it catch them, to me a ripped from the sky to go, fell headlong.
When I was sure flying very safe, there is no danger of falling to only leisurely look around.
This evening watching TV, everything is put aside, I fell down they sleep.
Trance, a tall giant in between heaven and earth, the sky, red hair, staring eyes of two bells, frightened people running all the way under the open air, screaming, hiding.
Through the window, I saw the red-haired giant issued a terrible wheeze, the Classics Department, the building as toys, shattered at his feet.
Looking at the foot of the run as ant-like people, the giant roar like thunder, shook the building I live crashing sounds crazy rock band than ten of the movement also came up big, all the furniture in the room " slightly creak "groan ......
Giants are still kept roaring, like an angry lion.
An octave higher!
Another octave higher!
A wave of noise!
The wave after wave of higher!
Red-haired giant roar continued unprecedented spread in the air, the seventh floor of a deaf grandfather for many years has been hearing at this moment, suddenly, pointing out the window shouting, thunder, and thunder!
All the windows issue a "banging" to sound, then immediately crash down to the ground, every kitchen pots and pans have also heard the "pop" sound ......
With fear, an unprecedented symphony filled the world!
Higher and higher in the giant roar, I suddenly inexplicable floating up, call, like the wind drifted away from the window ________
I was flying a giant roar!
Hills, rivers, was back on uniform, his head and bid farewell to all the trees, the hurricane is a warm help me, let me fly higher and faster.
I think I was a dancing butterfly, perhaps more like an eagle, an uncertain place rapidly toward the fly, put the ugly and frightening giant far behind them.
I kept flying around whistling sound of the wind, I waved like birds learn to arm, really effective, must play the higher the frequency, the faster the speed of flight.
This feeling is so beautiful, I tried to twist the twisted leg, left, right, direction change.
The feeling of flying is really his wife too ...... cool!
I did not expect the sudden a giant even let me fly up, fly also so wonderful!
Want to thank him, but I can not turn back, lest it catch them, to me a ripped from the sky to go, fell headlong.
When I was sure flying very safe, there is no danger of falling to only leisurely look around.
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