“黄河远上白云间,一片孤城万仞山.羌笛何须怨杨柳,春风不度玉门关.”——王之焕《凉州词》“君可见刺绣每一针,有人为你疼;君可见牡丹开一生,有人为你等?江河入海奔,万物为谁春,明月照不足离别人。”独坐窗前,轻啜一口清茶,由那茶中馥香缠绕在发间,室内的音响流淌出阵阵轻柔的音乐。那些轻扬的二胡和琵琶,牵着我的思绪潜入那时空的隧道,古往今来,一幕幕历史的回忆浮光掠影般在脑海中飞逝而过;而那略微沙哑低沉的女声,低诉着几千年来人们的心愿,化作流淌的歌声,流过千年的历史长河,流过我的心田……我停驻在那衣袍翻飞的男子跟前。狂风,卷起他披散的长发; “- Wang Zhihuan” Liangzhou words “” Jun can be seen every needle embroidery, someone pain for you; you can see the king Peony open life, someone for you? River into the sea Ben, spring for all things, according to the moon out of people. "Sitting alone in front of the window, light sip of tea, Fucha winding tea in the hair room, the indoor sound flowing A soft array of music. Those erhu erhu and pipa, holding my thoughts sneaked into the tunnel of time and space, past and present, scenes of memories of history fleeting in my mind flew over; and that slightly hoarse, low voice of the voices against thousands of years of people The wish, turned into a flowing song, flowing through the long history of thousands of years, flowing through my heart ... ... I parked in the robe men robe forward. Windy, rolling up his long hair;