青山苍苍,绿水茫茫,旷世奇缘中,充盈着诗化的感伤;衣带飘飘,红尘滚滚,清冷的月光凄美了尘世轮回。细听,如泣如诉,是谁在苍苍蒹葭中吟咏着千古绝唱。“滚滚红尘中谁又种下了爱的(?),茫茫人海中谁又喝下了爱的毒。”谁的声音如此幽怨,谁的命运如此不堪。是她,一个艳绝一方的风尘女子,一个刚烈异常的痴情女子——杜十娘。回眸一笑间风情万种,举手投足中妩媚万千。本可以嫁 The mountains are green, green and green, and they are filled with poetic sentimentality; the belts are fluttering, red dust is rolling, and the cold moonlight is comparable to the earthly cycle. Listening, crying, and vowing, who is in the vast universe, sings through the ages. “Whoever in the Red Dust planted a love (?), who in the vast sea drank the poison of love.” “Whoever’s voice is such a hidden bitterness, whose destiny is so unbearable.” It was her, a brilliant woman with a wind and dust, and a fiercely infatuated woman, Du Shiniang. There are thousands of styles in the smiles, and there are thousands of people in their hands. This can be married