大雪,我等不来一阙词虚拟的端砚宣纸,足够抵一场雪的债,利息当然是白雪皑皑的远山了。一个人,醉酒狂歌,表演给一场大雪,舞台远离人群,地点在远山,清唱给一群入林的飞鸟。雪地上有词牌遗失,不问也是千年,平平仄仄,从来没有人教授,雪的题目,仍然有新意。闭目,风弹奏古琴,不敢去梦,梦一回就会成为雪的雕塑,我给雪写一万首诗,一万首 Heavy snow, I can not wait for a queer word virtual Yandexuan paper, arrived enough snow debt, of course, the snow-capped mountains. A man, drunk song, performing to a heavy snow, the stage away from the crowd, located in the mountains, singing to a group of birds into the forest. There is a word on the snow lost, do not ask is the millennium, the average level, no one professor, snow topic, there are still new ideas. Closed eyes, the wind playing Guqin, can not dream, a dream will become a snow sculpture, I wrote a million poems to snow, 10,000