Why, I take the thoughts of Lan Zhou, but also is not to have you there? Why, my flute times, but could not play a wonderful piece of music? Why, my poetry Yin times, but couldn't write a love poem Managed Network?
Thousands and thousands of words to tell my heart sad, Danqing pen difficult to draw my heart of sadness.
To think, you can still with my hands together, the small town high streets and back lanes around; and I think, you can still Xichuang cut candle light, V. Yinyun in time in the sweet love; to think, you can still beside me coast, other all Danxia haze.
Looking back on that day, you touch on lightly to say "goodbye", don't you see that don't meet?
The night sky, the moon is not from the war, v.. The moon should laugh at me sentimental, a pigment, difficult to express his sadness not bitter, only let your thoughts wander in the lost and sad empty.
This night, will you think of my affectionate gaze? This night, whether you can think I smoke lock Qin Lou? This night DBA, if you see the Ling Li looks thin?
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