小道靠近一排参天古木,然而你靠近我,一起面对河流,聆听岁月的回荡,低沉的气息,含着一层淡淡的暗香扑面而来,陶醉的是河边也是天空,还有你和我。山重水复,遥山近水,谁为谁在悄然的放歌,择一地终老,遇一人白首,记忆刚刚被编织成灯笼,河面上的涟漪推着纸船靠近了对岸。忘记了大地,只顾披上蓝天与你缠绵,忘记了寒冬,只想让眉宇间的迷雾回归春天,重温过往弥足珍贵,歌声像秀发一样飘逸起来。 Trail near a row of towering ancient trees, but you are close to me, together facing the river, listening to the years of reverberation, low breath, with a touch of dark fragrance blowing, intoxicated is the river is the sky, and you and I. Mountain heavy water complex, mountain near water, who is quietly singing, choose one after another, in the case of a white head, memory has just been woven into a lantern, ripples on the river pushing the ship near the other side. Forgotten the earth, just put on the blue sky and you linger, forget the winter, just let the fog between the brow return to the spring, revisit the past precious, singing like hair as elegant.