《有缘千里》打开这一曲南音的天空,日月就摞上了我的双肩。像当年叫牛郎的傻小子,我也同样想追回你的气息,只是那叫王母的命运,金钗轻轻一划,音乐细腻的肌肤上,就出现一道血淋淋的叫做银河的伤口。人前你畏缩羞怯,像含羞草一样脚忙手乱,把自己收敛成乱线团;稀里糊涂,把痴心揉成菊花瓣;享受幸福,有时也得快意恩仇。千里之间,只不过是金钗划过的伤痕。为此,人们谈到一线间,有时说咫尺千里,有时说有缘千里。 “Endeavor thousands of miles” to open the sky of this song Nanyin, sun and moon on the pile of my shoulders. Like the fool kid I called Cowboy, I also want to recover your breath, but that the fate of the Queen Mother, gently cut the cetacean, music, delicate skin, there is a bloody wound called the Milky Way. In front of you you shy shy, like mimosas feet busy hand, the convergence of their into a random group; sleepwalk, the heart knead into daisy petals; enjoy happiness, and sometimes have a hatred. Thousands of miles, is only scratched the golden nobile. To this end, people talk about first-line, and sometimes that thousands of miles away, and sometimes said miles.