五第三次到过云楼是个下午,先游的怡园,后去的过云楼。过云楼修得细,檐头的瓦像是新的,刚好下了一场雨,不但黑,而且隐隐的亮,鳞片似的。旧日的痕迹差点修没了,格局还是当年的。站在院子来,风吹来,海棠花瓣纷纷飘落在铺地上。“落花人独立,微雨燕双飞。记得小蒴初见,两重心字罗衣。琵琶弦上诉相思。当时明月在,曾照彩云飞。”我越想越觉 Fifth time to the cloud floor is the afternoon, the first tour of Yi Garden, after the cloud floor to go. Over the cloud floor repair fine, eaves tile is new, just under a rain, not only black, but faint bright, scales like. The traces of the old days almost repaired, the pattern is still the same year. Stand in the yard, the wind, Begonia petals have fallen on the ground floor. “Falling man independent, micro-swift flying .Remember small bolt first met, double heart word Luo Yi. Pipa string appeal Acacia. At that time in the moon, had according to Yun Yunfei. ”