1久违的长安,那旧曾谙的星子散乱地铺展着,未央宫外虫鸣阵阵,一声一断似呜咽。拉了缰绳,喝马停住,解下马车前悬着的那枚黄铜铃铛,拿丝帕细细擦净,放入腰间悬着的绸袋中。“念生,可有大行令的消息?”一转头,如小意挑着一盏莲形宫灯赫然立在马前。方才听到的沙沙似秋风扫落叶的声响想是她裙裾摩挲地面的声音。她许是在此地久候多时,云鬟既湿,鹅黄的丝质罗裙上外披了一件薄纱,贴在那洁白纤细的膀子上。 A long absence, Changan, the old celestial horoscopes scattered spread out, Weiyang palace bursts of bursts of buzzing, one off a whimper. Pull the reins, drink the horse to stop, remove the car hanging before the brass bells, take Sipa carefully wipe, into the waist hanging in the silk pocket. “Reminiscence, there may be news of the big order? ” For a while, such as a small intent lug a lotus-shaped palace lantern impressively in front of the horse. Just heard the sound of rustle like autumn wind swept leaves her skirt 裾 Mo 挲 the sound of the ground. When she was here for a long time, the cloud was wet, and the gauzy silky skirt was covered with a thin gauze on the white, slender arm.