1就要老去。临风闻花,光线恰到好处。那时的青春像一尾长了翅膀的鱼,悠然地游过来,不着急光阴,不怠慢一路风景。风的故事扑朔迷离。入景。看春天分娩,听叶子层层长成。最要紧的是花骨朵儿,要开成什么颜色、什么形状的姿态。哦,想你眉前流动的传说,想你额下拂动的软语,再浅一点的月色,要怎么妖娆,方可入诗入画? 1 will be old. Lin Feng Wen Hua, light just right. At that time the youth like a fish with wings, leisurely swim over, not in a hurry, do not neglect all the way scenery. The story of the wind complicated and confusing. Into the King. Look at the spring childbirth, listening to the layers of leaves grow into. The most important thing is blossoming, what color to be opened, what shape the gesture. Oh, think of your legend flow in front of the eyebrows, think of your forehead whisk the soft language, and then a little moonlight, how enchanting, before entering the poem into the painting?