站在世纪的长河中,你看那牧童的手指,始终不渝地遥指着一个永恒的诗歌盛世——那是歌舞升平的唐朝,那是霓裳羽衣的唐朝。唐朝的明月,从海上来,向山间没。自从遇见太白,他便将愁心寄予你,你因此有了说不尽的愁。无论你是在蜀道之上愁啼的子规身后,还是在黄昏里暗香浮动的水中,你的愁总是千变万化,你的忧总是无止无休,唯一不变的是你 Standing on the long river of the century, you see the finger of the shepherd boy, unswervingly pointing away at the eternal prosperity of poetry - that is the Tang Dynasty with a peaceful singing and dancing. The moon of the Tang Dynasty came from the sea, not to the mountains. Since meeting the white, he will worry to you, so you have endless sorrow. Whether you are behind the scowl on Shu Road, or in the dusk of subtle fragrance of floating water, your worry is always changing, your worries are always endless, the only constant is that you