一缕孤烟细,忽忽一恍间她的一个转身,一个回眸徘徊在这个倦淡之意的秋天,静静摇曳恰恰就在这一瞬间,我掉进了她如花的笑靥,沉默无言一双清冷的眸子映在那个无奈的季节,久久浮现那个女子淡然的容颜里,却藏不住深深的哀怨便在这一刹那,思量无限曾经的绛珠草,魂归离恨天现在的林潇 As soon as the solitary smoke was fine, one of her turns and one of them looked back and forth. In the autumn of this languishing meaning, she swayed and swayed precisely at this moment. I fell into her smiling smile, silent and silent. The cold rice dumplings are reflected in the helpless season, and the woman’s indifferent appearance appears for a long time. However, she can’t hide her deep sadness at this moment. She thinks about the everlasting bead of grass and the soul is from the hatred heaven.