Jiang Chengzi • Aria Tune looks at the picturesque rivers and mountains, Sigh Tune, into a dream, all the flowers and leaves are rotten, the soul dreams are empty and the mountains are awake, drizzle, ruthless is always amorous, but the truth is true, all because of love, but the pan rises.

The drizzle is flowing in the sky, there is no reason to get up, the rain hits the lotus leaves, people want to be haggard, the waves are bursting, the eyes are hazy, but humanity is also powerless.

Knowing that life is empty, living in the world, the wind and clouds gather and disperse, often sometimes, in the blink of an eye, the dark clouds are dense, the leaves are withered and the leaves are glorious, the dust is up and down, and when the flowers bloom, they know the prosperous world, and they don't see life.

The wind and rain suddenly rise, the thunder falls, the silver snake rises instantly, the flowers of the Chen tree float, after years of seeing all the so, how can it be avoided, the fierce crackling, the leaves fall into the air and leave the branches, the flowers are broken, and the withering and dying are all over the place.

Heaven and earth are all from the beginning, what is true, such as a dream to wake up, the original intention has long been wiped out, you can know now, where to exist, between the changes of thoughts, still sighing, feeling detached, empty hope, in vain.

Looking back on the past with the wind and twilight, the years have passed, all of them have been paid to the east, and it is even more embarrassing, unbearable in the middle of the yellow Xi month, the cloud road rises, where is the trace of the Yiren, sighing and shocked, I suddenly realized that I miss you so much.

2 April 2016

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