雨夜，听着这曲委婉清瑟的旋律 ，透过低垂的夜幕，空灵飘渺的意念中，堆积在心上的寂寥 ，在心底深处荡起涟漪。
谁人笔下的墨香，谁人口中的絮叨?穿过似水的流年，淡淡的，漫进月落乌啼的沧桑 。落寞的眼睛 ，看片片桃花在霏雨中凄婉的飘舞，咏叹的伤词，终留不住艳丽的色彩。幽幽的曲风 ，轻轻的叩响满是斑驳的轩窗，泪水滴落的素笺，问伊人何处？委婉伤感的歌词 ，是听雨人此时的心绪，伴随着淡淡的曲调，飘向江南烟雨中的楼台 ，夕阳山外山的长亭古道。悄然，回头望去，一路的孤寂 ，那苍凉的静默，缺瘦了那一弯沉没的月影，而那满地清辉中的幽情又当如何消融？
夜色中，飘雨的江岸灯火点点 ，胡琴的弦音飘飘渺渺，宛如我散落的呼吸，若即若离若泣若诉 。余音渐行渐远 ，翻开结痂的伤口，将隐藏的心事，再一次深埋在无人知晓的角落。重新伫立成孤单的身影 ，在守望的渡口，等待千帆过尽的相遇……
雨，是附有灵性的 ，从不曾真的无声，只因那一怀幽思无人可诉，一片情愁挥之不去 ，雨落无声，而心有痕。
从来，如韵胜，难堪雨藉 ，不耐风揉 。更谁家横笛，吹动浓愁。有雨的渡口，孤单的身影 ，迷蒙中看不清旧日的容颜，想来那些风中的承诺早已在离开后的流年中碎散成灰，唯有 ，将前世的盟约绾成千结，搁浅在桃花雨离去的阡陌。之后，兰舟一叶 ，依旧漂泊，再不转身回望一路天涯，或吟或唱 ，直至，来生，与你重逢 。
无声的雨，一首很老的歌 ，每个人的心中都藏着一首记忆悠远的歌。心的深处，都裹着一个不可触碰的梦，哪怕那些人事早已全非 ，如四月残缺的柳絮，可那些深深的痕迹雨又如何能抹去？这个熙熙攘攘的红尘，太多的诱惑 ，分不清哪种颜色才应是生命中坚持的最初，不想去争夺不想寻求，只望在心里守着一方净土恰如这首久远的老歌。静寂的夜 ，忧伤的曲音伴我同在，绵碎的流年光阴，丝丝缕缕渗入我的发间 ，脸上，心上，鬓角染白，额上成川 ，心有千结 。
这个晚春，花儿竞相绽放，已是人间四月芳菲天。而在今夜 ，是谁将孤灯挑尽，任思念漫延，终难成眠?又是谁寂寥周遭 ，只影孤单，一壶浊酒，将愁绪挥洒。茫茫天宇 ，孤鸿哀鸣，人在何处？弃我之人昨日之日不可留，乱我心者今日之人多烦忧 ，你想要花好，我想要月圆，我们都想要那样的宿命 。奈何，奈何 ，我似陌上尘，君如堤边柳，当一切尘埃落定 ，天涯路上各自飞舞，飞到那阙钗头凤里，方才恍然 ，爱呵，情呵，就是错错错 ，莫莫莫。
红尘苦旅，该忘却的要学会遗忘 ，该放弃的要舍得抛下 。只有这样，唯只有这样，像聆听这首无声的雨，求得心灵的安宁。
Rainy night, listening to this euphematus, the melodies of the euphemism, through the low night, the ethereal idea, stacked in the heart, sway in the deep heart.
Whoever puts the ink, who is the full year of the flow, faint, faint, and a vicissitudes of the moon. Lost eyes, watching the film peach blossoms in the rain, the sigh, the wounded wounded, and he can't stay the color. The faint stroke, the gently rumor is full of mottled dovets, tears drops, and asks where I are? The lyrics of the euphemistic injury are the mood at this time, accompanied by a touch of tunes, floating towards the roast in the horticultural rain in the Yangtze River, the mountains of the sunset mountains. Say quiet, look back, all the way is lonely, the desolation is silent, lacks the thin moon shadow, and how to abandon?
In the night, the riverside light fire in the rain, Hu Qin's string is fluttering, like the breathing of my scattered, if it is 即 泣 若 若. The survival is getting farther away, turning off the wounds of the crust, will hidden, and then buried in the corner of the unknown. Re-establishing a lonely figure, waiting for the fighting mouth, waiting for the thousands of sails and over-hanging meet ...
standing on the top of the skyscraper
is outside the sun
, but no The sound does not ring
Rain, is attached, never really silently, only because of the muddless no people, there is no such thing as a rush, the rain is silent, and the heart is marking.
Since, such as rhyme, it is difficult to borrow, not resistant. Who is more than the flute, blowing a rich. There is a ferry, a lonely figure, the fascinating in the old days, I want to come to the fate of those winds, I have already broken my gray in the years after leaving the year, only, the previous alliance is about thousands, stranded The rush in the peach blossoms. After that, the Lanzhou leaf, still drifting, no longer turned to look back, or sing, until, come to life, reunite with you.
Silent rain, a very old song, everyone's heart is hidden with a memory song. The deep heart is wrapped in a dream, even those who have already had a lot of people, such as the lack of wickets in April, but how can those deep traces of rain can erase? This bustling red dust, too many temptations, which color can not be in lifeAt the beginning, I don't want to fight for it, I am only looking at the pure land in my heart. It is like this long-standing old song. The quiet night, the sad tone with me, the flow of the flow of the year is bright, the silk is infiltrated into my hair, the face, the heart, the corner, the white, the amount of Chengchuan, the heart has thousands of knots.
How many orphans
I am also so brave
heavy rain seems quietly
heavy rain wants to tell me
You are not the same
and I only heard the silent rain
This evening, the flowers compete bloom, it is already in April Fang Fei. And who is tonight, who will pick up the orphan lamp, alive, the end is difficult to sleep? Who is lonely, only the shadow is lonely, a pot of turbid wine, will sprinkle. Treasury, lonely, what is people? Abandoning my people can't stay yesterday, and I am worried about people today. You want to spend it, I want to have a moon, we all want that fate. Nai, Nai, I am like a dust, Jun Ru Yusi willow, when all the dust is set, the end of the earth is flying, flying to the head of the phoenix, Fang Ti sudden, love, love, is wrong, Momo.
No one can save the madness of time, no one can vow to be never separated.
Red Costs, I should learn to forget it, I will give up. Only in this way, only like this, like this silent rain, seeking peace of mind.
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