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.