从未如此,一曲小调,婉转一世。第一次听闻,铮铮入耳,凄凉如水,浓郁的情感丝缕的纠缠,那些欢喜和悲哀,在那个男子的纸上停顿又蔓延,密密麻麻的相思。相遇相知,相离相别。最后的最后,双影各成分。从未有哪首曲子,给我这样的震撼,扣在心间的曲调里,微雨最是缠绵。春日清明,惨淡黄昏。雨碎河岸,露悬草尖。黛色的远山静默地绵延,蒙蒙中又些许苍茫。湖心一座兰亭,青砖黛瓦,苔痕斑驳。一叶舴舟就这样缓缓划进,在这泼墨渲染的长卷 Never before, a minor, mildly. For the first time heard, clank the ear, desolate as water, full of emotional entanglement, the joy and sadness, in the man’s paper and then spread to pause, dense Acacia. Meet each other, separated from each other. Finally, the shadow of the ingredients. Never had a song, give me such a shock, buckle in the heart of the tune, the most light rain lingering. Spring clear, bleak twilight. Broken riverbanks, suspended grass tip. Dai color of the distant hills rolling silently, Meng Meng and a little vast. Lake heart a Lanting, blue brick Daiwa, moss mottled. A boat so slowly paddling, in this ink rendering of the scroll