一军号响起时,琵琶还在秦淮河边逗留。秦淮河流淌的全是胭脂和粉黛,任何一个多情男人到了这里,都会丢了魂儿,哪怕他是铮铮铁骨,最后也会被这里的香风熏倒,以至找不到回家的路。这话是上官旅长说的,那刻,琵琶在临河吊脚楼里弹《平沙落雁》,手指如同嬉水的孤雁落向弦子,于是古曲旋律就如同浪花般溅 A symphony sounded, the pipa also stay in the Qinhuai River. The Qinhuai River is full of Rouge and Powder Dai, any passionate man here, will be lost soul, even if he is clank iron bone, the last will be incense here faded, and can not find the way home. This is the brigadier officer Shangguan said, at that moment, the pipa playing in the Linhe stilts “Pingsha Luo Yan” finger like a solitary geese falling in the water, so ancient melody is like a splash of splashes