Irrelevant

檐下半半黄
You drop a pen and a touch of Xiaguang
The history is full and the years are long.
Small pocket smoked incense
Yellow roll against blue light
The night will fill the window with ink
I heard a song in front of the case.
At that time, it was only ordinary.
The grass outside the court is separated
Withered for green
Learn only
The mountains and rivers are leaning against each other.
10 years of rivers and lakes all the way red dust loading wine line
I went to a bureau that had nothing to do with the windy month.
10 years of rivers and lakes, no words, waiting for the return period
For you to wait for the bureau
Hongyan carrying Suzhen is still thin old writing
Recalling the flute of the reverberation around the beam
Hongyan is old. Who is here to send me?
The flute sounds weaker in the sick couch.
Look at the flowers and flowers
The number of spring and autumn
I don’t know who’s going
There is no trace of vacancies
10 years of rivers and lakes all the way red dust loading wine line
said that it is a bureau that has nothing to do with the windy month.
10 years of rivers and lakes, heartless, waiting for the return period
For you to wait for the bureau of the month
Jiangnan to Mobei, mentioning the pen for you
Recalling the clear flute in the ink
The dream is in the scenery you painted for me.
The sound of the flute in the distance is getting weaker and will not continue
The day of your face is as good as ever.
When I came back, I was in white.
The thin dust of the tombstone is wiped out for you.
Gently put down the old flute
Close your eyes, but see you faintly
Blow a song, Xiao Xiao, stand up for a night
Breeze with the moon, silent final dependence
This life will never leave this place forever.
Yellow roll against blue light
The night will fill the window with ink.
Surprisingly smelling the sound of the flute
At the time, it was only ordinary.
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