Who in the konghou dance a gloomy p

Who in the konghou dance a gloomy pace, who sigh of sweeping the snow flower, who a road winding Li Road, snow wetting feather posture straight fall.
Dear, I am sweet scented osmanthus shade under you sad cry the flute, I is the riverside elegant Pianfei catkins, I am you the last drop of tears, is I, is I to fly the depravity of attitude to your smooth face.
Dear, you are Huayin indifferent HengDi sounded juvenile, you are gently across the river breeze face, you are, you are I never in a gesture of snow to deeply touch my love.
The day long wait as water flows, the overcast winter whiterun. Who is who in unexpected branches of Acacia eyebrow watch, watch Yurun fog even Zhichi only, there can only be a blurred figure of fuzzy face? Sigh of the wind, such as tidal sand flutter Shangsha shore mixing whisk leaves decayed trees, the last one leaves quietly falling strings, escape, how with quiet watcher phase and pities sad tune?
Yellow leaves from the thick ground falling, hurried over splashing pieces of yellow dust. This step only for distant light anxious figure. Waited for a long time, also hoped for a long time, finally can dispel, finally can no longer waterfront uphold lament, unexpectedly unsettling distraught up. Do, do the full lotus afternoon you review of the moment, it is destined to be, doomed after the long wait for the homecoming only left unexpectedly is dreamlike wind?
A gust of wind in the past, moist feeling of coolness, wait for me to capture, it has started grazing far away. Non-stop running, so non-stop feel disappointed, I again and again near the breeze of man, again playing with toys.
Dear, I want to do a pool of ripples of the lake. You only need to slightly close to me will be a road Yanlian, Yan lian to mind furniture moving, to count.
Dear, do you still think of the roses, the breeze, leaving only the flowers in the air diffusion, dispersion.......
Perhaps, all the beautiful experience in the encounter, and then release the sink. So, the sighing of the wind how graceful grief, no matter how the flowers swaying in the wind, alienation, dazzling attitude. The wind in the past, everything, all just, just return to the original quiet silence.
PS: dear, if you would like to, please be able to take a detached attitude. Face this time to meet. Deeply in love, and then leave, is also a kind of pain and bleeding of the beautiful

結果 (中文) 3:

谁在箜篌舞蹈阴郁的步伐，谁叹息扫雪花，谁一路蜿蜒立路，雪润湿羽毛的姿势直降
。亲爱的，我是桂花的树荫下你伤心哭泣的长笛，我是河边优雅翩飞的柳絮，我是你的一滴眼泪，是我，是我飞的姿态堕落你光滑的脸。
亲爱的，你是华阴的冷漠的横笛吹响少年，你轻轻地在河风的脸，你是，你是我永远的姿态雪深深打动了我的爱。
一天漫长的等待像水一样流动，阴冬雪漫。谁是谁的相思眉看意想不到的分支，看雨润雾甚至咫尺，只能有一个模糊的脸的模糊的身影？风的叹息，如沙上沙岸混合搅拌叶片颤振腐朽的树，最后一片叶子无声地飘落，琴弦，逃避，如何与安静的守望者相怜悲调？黄色的树叶从厚厚的地上落下，匆匆溅起了溅起的枯黄。这一步只为遥远的光焦急的身影。等待了很久，也盼了很久，终于可以打消，终于可以不再海滨秉承慨叹，竟不安的发狂了。做，做全莲花下午你回眸的瞬间，就注定，注定在回家的漫长的等待只剩下竟然是梦幻般的风？
一阵风过去，清凉滋润的感觉，等我去捕捉，它已经开始放牧远。非停止运行，所以不停地感到失望，我又一次又一次地靠近了微风，又玩起了玩具。你只需要稍微靠近我将一路延炼，燕联想到家具移动，数
。亲爱的，你还认为玫瑰，微风，只留下花在空气中扩散，扩散.......
也许，所有美好的经历都在遭遇中，然后释放了沉沦。所以，风的叹息如何优雅的悲伤，无论怎样的花朵在风中摇曳，异化，耀眼的态度。风在过去，一切，一切，一切都只是，只是回到最初的宁静。诗：亲爱的，如果你愿意，请能采取超然的态度。面对这次见面。深深的爱，然后离开，也是一种痛苦和流血的美丽