如今的你是否变了模样,如今的你又在谁的身旁……那些波澜不惊,终泛不起一丝涟漪的流年。开到荼(艹縻)。微雨初晴,空气中氤氲着烟幕。金色的光穿透泛着晕的云,迷失在烟幕中。化开了的日光,没那么烫人,恰似碎了一地的琉璃,斑驳。梨花雨,微凉。两品花,不怎么和谐的搭调。杜鹃啼血,红的灼灼;牡丹苍凉,白的凄凄。绽放在同一个花室,如戏。观了那物是人非,人生。几度春华醉,红尘。 Now whether you have changed appearance, and now who are you beside ... ... those placid, and finally can not afford a trace of rippling fleeting. Open to tea (艹 縻). Light rain early dawn, the air 氤 氲 smoke screen. Golden light glow through the dizzy cloud, lost in the smoke screen. The sun, not so hot, just like broken glass, mottled. Pear rain, cool. Two flowers, not very harmonious match. Cuckoo crowed blood, red burning; peony desolate, white desolately. Bloom in the same flower room, such as drama. View of the thing is non-human, life. Spring drunk several times, red dust.