梦中丝竹轻唱,朦胧月下,那人在灯火阑珊处。——题记消瘦的岁月撑不起沉沉的记忆,载不动记忆长河中累累的牵念。往事如秋叶,蓦然回首,早已落满双肩。孩提的歌谣在梦中萦回,歌声里的你,笑靥如花。曾经,呱呱坠地的哭声激碎了积赞十月的泪花,漾开了久违的山花烂漫般的笑容。那一刻,所有的辛酸苦楚都消融在我的哭声和你的泪水中。自此,爱如一夜春风来,千树万树梨花开。寂静的夜里,摇篮曲托起了我的梦乡,漫漫长夜无声 Dream of light and light singing, hazy moon, that person in the dim light. - Inscription weight-loss years can not afford the memory of heavy, can not remember the memories of the river. Past events such as autumn leaves, suddenly look back, already covered with shoulders. Children’s songs linger in the dream, you in the song, smiling. Once, the cries of birth and death cried plot like praise October’s tears, Yang opened a long absence, the brilliant smile of the mountain flowers. At that moment, all the bitterness and pain melt in my cry and your tears. Since then, love is like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear trees bloom. Quiet night, lullaby care my dream, long silent night