当斑斑湘妃竹在秋风中凄凄摇曳,当喜庆的迎亲乐在隔壁的院落里隐约响起,当痴痴深情随着篇篇诗稿一同化为灰烬,你的泪光渐渐淡去。冷冷清清的潇湘馆内,那随风飘起的白色帐幔,挽系着你生命最后的时光。你本是灵河岸边三生石畔的绛珠仙草,只为报答神瑛侍者的浇灌之恩才投胎凡世,要把一生的眼泪还他,从此,眼泪就成了你的情感依托。那点点泪光,映出你短暂而多彩的一生。抛父进京,拜别登船的瞬间,面对着孤苦伶仃的老父和生长于斯的故乡,你默默地流泪,点 When the spotted Xiangfei bamboo mournfully sighs in the autumn wind, when the festive welcome family music looming in the courtyard next door, when the foolish affection with the poems of the articles together into ashes, your tears faded. Cold and clear Xiaoxiang Museum, the wind-drifting white drape, pull the last of your life time. You are the shore of the tributary of the river banks of Health Ruby Jiang Xiancao, only to repay the grace of the waiter wavering surrender before the earth, to return his life tears, since then, tears have become your emotional backing. That little bit of tears, reflecting your short and colorful life. Parents throwing his father to Beijing, the moment do not board the boat, facing the lonely father and grew up in Sri Lanka’s hometown, you silently cry, point