时间序轮的马达,悄无声息地把幕帘推到了这里,就像少女披上的那个红纱巾,透亮又迷离同,招恋又招嫉。这里在皓月的洗练下,夜的旋律唱响了,和着蝈蝈的奏鸣,夜莺的吟咏,燕子归巢的扑棱,野雀的不安稳,还有几个孩童的读书声,星星高兴得也眨巴起了眼睛。静谧的夜,恬淡的愁绪,再加上一份不是很清晰的思念,心不知所往,情不知所托。古人的那些潇洒倜傥、飘逸放浪、 Time sequence round of the motor, quietly pushed the curtain here, just like the girl put on the red scarf, translucent and blurred with the same, and love and envy. Here in Haoyue’s practice, the melody of the night sang, with the sonorous sonata, nightingale chanting, swallows nest swallows, wild finch instability, as well as a few children’s reading sound, the stars happy Also blinked his eyes. Quiet night, tranquil melancholy, coupled with a not very clear miss, I do not know what to do, love I do not know. The ancients who chic, elegant waves,