她们是浩瀚的历史苍穹中的惊鸿一瞥,纵使岁月的划痕镂空了艳骨,流光的匆匆消逝了容颜,三千白发代替了一头青丝:她们依旧是丹青册上曼妙的瑰虹,一笔化不开的泼墨。翻开尘封的丹青册,我惊艳于一位溪边浣纱的伊人,随着江南那迷蒙的烟雨呢喃,目若秋波、凝眉轻叹,这吴越风情招来 They are a glimpse of the vast sky of history. Even though the scratches of the years are hollowed out and the eyes of the stream of light are gone, the three thousand white hair replace the black hair: they are still the graceful rainbow on the album of Dan Pen can not open the ink. Turned open the dusty Dan album, I was amazing in a creek swaddling Iraqi people, with the misty rain south of the murmuring, head Ruo Bo, eyebrows sigh, this Wu Yue style attracted