Lianxian

The wind of the ages has blown the green shore, can you remember me who has been sleeping for thousands of years?A guqin is played softly in my hand, the strings have been filled with love for thousands of years, and the fragrance of life is born with the blooming and falling of flowers, and a melodious song is sung by the misty and rainy riverside. I am in this melodious Gently close your eyes in the sound of the piano, quietly reminiscing about the thousand-year-old sound, the wind blows slowly, and decorate the amorous beauty of life with an unchanging smile.A stream of emerald green water moistens fresh elegance, and the falling peach blossom petals transform into flying catkins all over the mountain in the sparkling water waves. I lightly stretch my water sleeves and look down at the smoke clouds under the shallow books in the water waves. The beauty slipped from my fingers inadvertently.Walking through thousands of mountains, across thousands of rivers, across the maple bridge that has not changed for thousands of years, leaning on the railing alone, fate comes and goes, fate is like the flowing water under the bridge, the flowing water never returns, inadvertently, with a touch of fragrance into the sleeve, A little lovesickness is gently scattered on the fingertips, lingering among the green water and green mountains... The faint water mist is dense, like smoke and mist, and the face waiting in the years in the mist blooms and falls like a lotus flower.Those eyes like autumn water are the tears quietly hidden in the night.I can't stop looking at the green trees, kudzu and vines in the mountains, and the green grass on the top of the mountains. I often count the plants and trees in the mountains in detail, but I can't count the loneliness and sadness in my heart. The love of thousands of years is lingering in my hands. A wisp of lonely smoke echoed in the empty valley.The lotus steps move lightly, wandering in the deep world of mortals, and the thoughts bloom charmingly in the fragrance of flowers, traveling through the long corridor of time for thousands of years, waiting for you, waiting for you, waiting for your looking eyes, gently lock me, I In your arms, release the love that has been condensed for thousands of years.The faint sound of the flute is slowly hovering in my heart, is that the transmission of your lovesickness?So you are also missing the white fox?There is no moon, but it is difficult for you and me to get together, the flowers are speechless, and it is difficult to express a lovesickness.I can't wait for spring to fall and autumn to come. Countless flowers are floating in the water, and when I turn around, it's already a vicissitudes of life.

When one thought arises, the blue waves and blue sky, when one thought dies, the sea will change.A thousand years of love and a thousand yearning; a thousand years of waiting for a thousand years of longing; a thousand years of practice and a thousand years of loneliness; a thousand years of waiting for a thousand years of helplessness; can anyone hear me crying in the dead of night?Can anyone see me dancing solo under the sky in the dimly lit place?In the rolling world of mortals, I fell into the gu of love, feathered into a butterfly, looking forward to dancing for you with beauty in the depths of love, and singing to you when love hurts; I drank the water of love in the vast sea of ​​people Poison, Nirvana transforms into a human being, do you know who my red makeup is for in the long night?For whom is my hair combed in the boundless world?Meeting you is my fate, watching you is my song.An encounter, a rescue, a tenderness, stay together for a lifetime.Lovesickness is dirty, the world of mortals is broken, appearances are born from the heart, illusions are born from life, and great love without dust can become a Buddha. If there is love in the heart, it is difficult to leave the dust.Thousand years of love, eternal love, because of you, so I am here.In the dream, loving this fate, my heart is always looking at you, but you on the other side can't see it.Because, love without pain is not true love, how can I not feel pain?Ask the heavens, what is love? I am a different kind, and I am a little fox, who also deeply understands the promise of life and death?I believe in fate.Fate, let me meet you; encounter, let me feel you; miss, let me remember you firmly; heartache, let me not give up on you, you on the other side, you know?A thousand years of waiting, a thousand years of loneliness, a thousand years of waiting, a thousand years of love, just for you.As long as the red sandalwood is not destroyed, I will not leave.

Together with the bright moon, the stars put on bright dance clothes for me, the swaying tree shadows are not willing to be reconciled to the desolation of the lonely empty valley, swaying the flowing moonlight into glazed light shadows, but annoyed the flying clouds, falling Come here for leisure.All the fragrances shake and fall, the red is flying, the shadows are slanting, the clear water is clear and shallow, the fragrance is floating and the moon is staining the mountain stream, a red-sleeved neon dress is dancing in the air, singing and dancing alone to the sky and the earth, the misty mist reflects my magnificence. The low singing turned out to have a lingering sound that pierced through the sky.Strange peaks are towering, water flows deep and clouds are deep, the world of mortals is paper, it is difficult to express infatuation tears, golden cups face the moon, and the days and months of drunken lovesickness are long.Love can't push the misty window casement, can't brush the slanting shadows, can't cover the slightest mist and rain, can't kiss the warm shallow sun, and can only wander around with the wind.But the wind has passed without a trace, how can you know my miss... the heart, endlessly cruising in the sky, the clear and shallow wind, draws the longing from the bottom of my heart;Silently meditating in the wind, my heart is lightly drunk in the world of mortals, slightly drunk in Tang poetry and Song poetry.The wind has passed through the long years, bringing the freshness of the poetic rhyme, listening to the whisper of the wind quietly, and the thoughts are lingering in the floating clouds in the sky.In the bustling world of mortals, I feel your breath with my heart, but I don’t know what kind of scenery is around you... Time is like a handful of quicksand, which quietly flows through the fingers, how much prosperity has been barren, and how much has been diluted You and me, only your figure is still as clear as yesterday in my heart.Looking back silently, the long millennium is like a dream, and the place where the dream wakes up is the willow bank, the dawn, the wind and the moon, deep in the memory, there is only the constant yearning for you, the yearning...

The plums are cold in the rain, and I hold the green plums in the wine and boil them into a strong acacia wine.Holding up a cup full of longing, I savored the taste carefully, so bitter, so astringent... For thousands of years, I wandered alone between the heaven and the earth, walked through the desert where the sun was setting on the long river, and walked through the thousand mountains and birds flying To the west of the region, through the ten miles of lotus-scented Jiangnan, through the majestic imperial capital.All the way to eat the evening wind and drink the morning dew, all the way to sleep on the pine waves and the lonely moon.For thousands of years, silently waiting in the world of mortals.That road is still the same road as before, the peach blossoms are still bright and smiling and sprinkling the spring breeze, the green leaves are still verdant in the drizzle, the green mountains and clear water are still silent and silent, watching the stars change.The sea used to be difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud, for you, just for you, my belt gradually widened and I will not regret it; for you, just for you, I can’t stop falling in love and throwing red beans; for you, just for you, I open Endless spring willows and spring flowers fill the painting building; for you, just for you, I wait for a thousand years, stay for a thousand years, and be alone for a thousand years.I always look forward to the day when I can move the lotus steps lightly and dance for you; I always think that one day I can face Linghua and make red makeup for you; I am always obsessed with saving three thousand black hair for you; Hands, drunk in the world of mortals.In the depths of the years, I sit like a lotus, quietly watching the spring and autumn, looking through the autumn water, but it is just a fluttering robe, a long sleeve swaying, and the legend of the passing years, but the legend pours into me The thoughts of one place contain my deep affection.The dancing posture is graceful, the figure is light and agile, and there is a lot of tact in the shallow singing. Across the years, across the sky and the world, singing, singing, and dancing on the stage where there is no applause, showing the beauty and splendor of a one-man show.Why do you need flowers and applause to decorate it?

Spring goes and autumn comes.The flowers wither and the flowers bloom, the clouds are deep and the clouds are far away.The vicissitudes of life are still flowing, and Sangtian is still hard to grow old.The fleeting clouds of smoke still leave no trace, but my thoughts remain unchanged for thousands of years. She follows the clouds, rolls with the torrents, flies with the wind, flies over the red dust, passes through the smoke and clouds of fleeting years, and bypasses the promenade and water pavilions. Across the Cangjiang River, through the misty rain and setting sun, sprinkled in the rhyme of the small bridge and flowing water, sprinkled in the rhyming poems, sprinkled in the crescent moon that has seen all the vicissitudes of life, have you seen it?You, can you know?

I can't forget you in the world of mortals, lovesickness and concern are endless. In the days and nights of the years, I guard the pure land in my heart alone, let her bloom the lotus's plain face, spotless, crystal clear, and not mess with you. dust.The wind of the world is still whispering in my ears, pushing away the tears of missing you in my eyes and gradually blooming.I hide my true and deep love for you and my watery tenderness for you in a thousand carefully folded paper cranes, let them fly into the sky, will you see it?Will you understand?The blue silk bronze mirror reflects my beauty like a flower, you know, my red makeup is only for you; my long hair is only for you; my singing is only for you; my dancing posture is only for you And wander around?Do you know that thousands of years of wind and frost can't erode my grateful heart; the sky and the earth can't cut down my deep love?My lovesickness for thousands of years has already been entrusted to the sun and the moon?My tenderness has melted the thousands of years of ice, and the gentle and lingering feelings are floating in the red flowers and green grasses all over the mountains, waiting for you to pick them.

The scenery of the alluring city is waiting for you to linger, my heart words and the singing of poems and songs, I can't tell the endless love of the millennium, I can't tell the endless concern of the millennium, I can't stop singing the deep love of the millennium, singing Don't stop waiting for thousands of years without regrets.Do you know that my legend is only wonderful because of you. If you are not there from now on, what is the use of thousands of years of practice?Without you, what is the use of this peerless elegance?The sun that hurts the city is repeated on the journey of thousands of twists and turns. I am searching hard in the long world of mortals. When will I meet you again?I wonder if you can understand my thousand years of waiting?I don't know if you know my lovesickness for thousands of years?If you understand, if you know, if we can meet each other, if we can meet each other, then you, in this life, are you willing to stay for me...

If you are in peace, forget about the prosperity, sing songs in strangers, dance alone under the moon, even if the world is the most beautiful, how can it be worth a touch of rouge and tears.To open up Hongmeng, who is the love?An inch of lovesickness, a thousand years of tassels, under the bodhi tree, my oath is as clear as yesterday.Years are a long roll of silk, affecting the vertical and horizontal aspects of life.In the long river of misty and rainy time, I miss you as always, just miss you!The fleeting time is like this, Yichuan Tobacco is given to you who I love deeply, the you who hold me in the palm of your hand in the autumn water.You must have not changed, you are still the elegant and gentle young man in the blue shirt with wide sleeves.Yeah?In the long years, I have heard too many voices of flowers blooming, and seen the helplessness of too many flowers falling.However, in my opinion, they are all just butterflies on the road, fleeting years on paper, smoke and clouds that fly into the end of the world, but cannot fly into my heart.I don't know, can I become Yiren in the wind and play a song for you with the moonlight?Beloved, can you stand in the breeze for me?After a thousand years, you are always in the depths of my heart.You are graceful and graceful, with black hair like ink; you are so calm and calm, sitting among the flowers and rain, like a phoenix tree blooming with life and flowers.You, your eyebrows are like distant mountains, your eyes are like stars, and the arc of your mouth is like a crescent moon on the other side of the day; you are elegant and talented...After thousands of years, I still love autumn, autumn water, autumn water The reed grass of Zhimei, because that is the place where I first met you, because there is the love that will never change in my life.It's just that I don't know the sky in the southern country, but it's still so blue?Is the clear water all over the river still so clear?Is the reed grass in the autumn water still so graceful?