繁华声,遁入空门,折煞了世人。梦偏冷,辗转一声,情债又几本。——题记天空,黑得很深邃;烟花,放逐在夜幕下的舞台。三月的江南读不懂塞北的荒野,夜色下的小桥屋檐,静静地等候,最美的绽放。或许下一秒,天空便开满了花。雨,下得很认真。这仿佛是它的使命——要将整个世界冲刷得透彻。风,刮得很卖力。我撑伞穿行在淅 Bustling sound, fled to the empty door, folding off the world. Dream cool, rolling soon, a few debt and debt. - Inscription sky, black is very deep; fireworks, banished in the night under the stage. March read Jiangnan Saibei wilderness, the bridge under the eaves of the night, quietly waiting, the most beautiful bloom. Perhaps a second, the sky is full of flowers. Rain, very serious. This seems to be its mission - to flush the entire world thoroughly. Wind, scraping very hard. I hold my umbrella through my mouth