一枝带雨的梨花,枕着唐时的遗梦,携着十六国时的风雨,盛开在西凉国历史的天空下,风致而婉约,忧伤而美丽。在一树树梨花的辉映下,穿过时光的薄雾,隔着那道不算太长的雨线,尹夫人,今日我仿佛又一次看到你梨花般清丽的面容、端庄的品质和巾帼英雄的豪气。黄沙漠漠,大漠孤烟,掩不住你如 A pear rain, pillow when the dream of the Tang Dynasty, carrying the wind and rain of the sixteen countries, in full bloom in the history of the Xilianggu sky, graceful style, sad and beautiful. Under the shadow of a tree and pear tree, passing through the mist of time and across the not too long rain line, Madame Yin, I seem to see once again you pear-shaped face, dignified quality, Heroic pride. Yellow desert desert, desert smoke, cover you like