夜,浮在箫声上面。心,浮在箫声上面。是谁在这夜半,把箫声吹得如痴如醉,如泣如诉?树的音乐会停息了。虫豸的音乐会停息了。它们都侧过耳朵,品味这美如朝露的箫声。失眠的鸟,在巢里昏昏入睡。春天的幼芽,长得理直气壮。失足的蝴蝶,收拢花裙,做着苦涩的梦……还有多少生灵,在这箫声浸润的夜,大睁着欲望的眼睛?终于,箫声撕开沉沉夜幔,迎来东方粉红色的朝暾。 Night, floating in the Xiao sound above. Heart, floating in the Xiao sound above. Who is in the middle of the night, the flute blowing mesmerizing, Ruqirusu? Tree concert stopped. The insects concert stopped. They are all over the ear, taste the beauty of the dew’s Xiao sound. Sleepless bird, sleepy in the nest. Buds of spring, grow uprightly. Lost butterflies, gather the flower skirt, doing a bitter dream ... ... there are many creatures in this wet night infiltration, big open eyes of desire? Finally, Xiao sound tear open the nightclub, usher in the East pink The dynasty.