℡In the lonely night, in the notes of the spirit of the sad, spit out all of the pale. A any unruly obsession in the fingers of the sparse smoke into the Zen, and can not help the idea contaminated wounds, still staring and as good, in the time of the wreck a sound, dance Muyu appearance, toward the thin Tian unfamiliar Lingtai grace autumn confession, shed night of the. Abandon the obsession will become pale after flying silk suture time sad person past incense.℃
在存孤的夜里. 在音符灵动的情哀中. 吐出悉数的苍白. 一任不羁的执念. 在指间的疏烟里入禅. 与不禁意沾染的伤. 寂静的对视与作善. 在时间的折损声里. 舞出木鱼的模样. 向着薄田不熟的灵台施恩秋叶的忏悔 散出一夜的经行. 摒弃苍白后的执念可否化成飞天的丝线. 缝合岁月的伤心. 无旁骛地为往事焚香.
［啊这里乔安.晚美嗯.这是婚后演绎.这是演绎帖.还有这就只是一个演绎帖而已请不要过多的添加个人感情进去..皮箱中韩欧都可.呐.最后说一句.副楼@半夏微凉殇i .178.］