曾经,想要做一个豪放不羁的文人,行走在羽扇纶巾之间,在落花中独立,看微雨中飞燕,绿柳如烟中墨笔生香,只求在宋代那华美的锦缎上留下自己韵短而味长的一笔;曾经,也想学易安凄柔幽婉,随手斟杯清酒,便能盛满离人的眼泪,书页间曼曲轻歌,便能道尽万古痴情。 At one time, I wanted to be an unassuming literati, walk between the hoops and towels, and stand alone in the falling flowers to see the swallows in the light rain. In the smoke, the green pen will feel incense, only to stay on the gorgeous brocade in the Song Dynasty. A short and long-lasting rhythm of his own rhythm; once, but also want to learn how to feel soft and comfortable, easy to sip a cup of sake, it can be filled with tears from the people, between the pages of Manqu melody, will be able to do all the infatuation .