邂逅,抑或久别重逢你埋藏千年的秘密,就要打开柔嫩的外壳,羽化成飞翔的欲望了。栅栏里已散发出久违的气息。那是一种源于肌肤的芬芳,像风中弥漫的细小战栗,掠过漫漫黄沙,归于沉寂和静谧。你的眸子是熟稔的窗户,氤氲浅绿色的情愫,墨染的风景。多少年来,我走遍了大江南北。为你。我携玉门关外的一片风雪,织成三朵花瓣,奔赴在抵达春天的路上。我用霓裳之上的月光,制作一份甘露, Encounter, or long-awaited reunion of your buried thousands of years of secrets, it is necessary to open the soft shell, feather into the desire to fly. The fence has been emitting a long absence of breath. It was a fragrance from the skin, like a tiny shiver in the wind, over the long yellow sand, to silence and silence. Your eye is familiar with the window, 氤 氲 pale green 愫, ink stained landscape. For many years, I traveled all over the country. For you. I brought a snow outside the Yumen Pass, weaving three petals, went to the spring on the road to reach. I use the moonlight above the clothes, making a nectar,