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【美文欣赏】若有来生,愿为君,等一世春暖花开

[Aesthetic appreciation] If there is an afterlife, I am willing to be a gentleman, waiting for the spring blossoms
 
From the origin, you are a green shirt with a smoky, rainy road junction.
 
Just a piece of paper, the Old Testament,
 
Passing through the reincarnation of five hundred years of wind smoke.
 
Come, I have already sat at the front of the Buddha.
 
The piety of the world,
 
Just be able to miss it in the most beautiful years.
 
The night rain in Jiangnan, who is the lotus heart?
 
Who is waiting for the end of the world?
 
Feihongdu,
 
It is not the rain of the Qinhuai millennium;
 
The ink marks fall, and the fall of love is not a wine.
 
Those tiny shackles that blow up the sand of memory,
 
The flat turn is still your gentle dawn.
 
It’s cold and warm, warm and read.
 
If the past life is back,
 
It’s my depth, the fascinating rain lane,
 
Do you still have your expectations?
 
The story of the most windy moon, we can't walk out.
 
Whose shirt is falling,
 
Who is singing in a dream,
 
Who is sorrowful at the fingertips?
 
Maybe,
 
The encounter is a blasphemy without regrets or complaints.
 
When the river of forgetting Sichuan is as quiet as snow,
 
Turning around, I can still see the thoughts of the old light years.
 
Glowing into the glory of the full moon.
 
in this way,
 
Even if the flowers fall into the mud, it will still be as good as it is.
 
whether,
 
We are just the tears in the moonlight,
 
From loneliness, you will return to loneliness.
 
Those long songs
 
But it’s a happy ink,
 
Hidden behind the loneliness.
 
The past is long,
 
Only the bones of the skeleton refused to enter
 
This is a vulgar thing.
 
I don't speak, just touch silence with silence.
 
Five hundred years of reincarnation,
 
We are all missing, unable to solve the knot,
 
Whose smashed?
 
When the call of Medo came from afar,
 
The breeze that rose,
 
Still have a bitter bitterness and hope.
 
Whose exquisite heart, smashed a pool of clear water,
 
Twirling, gentle and live.
 
At least, you still live in my memory,
 
I miss the eternal gaze,
 
Memory is a flower without roots.
 
Always in the midst of the thoughts, the mountains and the mountains are open.
 
Many beautiful things are fragrant leaves,
 
It’s the moon, it’s soft wind,
 
It is my clear gaze.
 
Floating life, holding on,
 
Suddenly, the sound of the piano is flowing, as if it were white.
 
I am not a gentle woman.
 
If you go to the shoulders of the glass, you will be crazy about it.
 
If there is an afterlife,
 
I am willing to be a gentleman, waiting for the spring to bloom.
 
【美文欣赏】若有来生,愿为君,等一世春暖花开
 
缘起,你是烟雨路口惊鸿的青衫,
 
只为一纸旧约,
 
穿过五百年风烟的轮回。
 
缘来,我已经在佛前端坐了
 
一世又一世的虔诚,
 
只求能在最美的年华不再错过。
 
江南的夜雨,湿了谁的莲心?
 
天涯的尽处,空了谁的等待?
 
飞红渡,
 
渡不过秦淮千年的烟雨;
 
墨痕落,落不尽相思酿为酒。
 
那些细碎的微澜,吹起记忆的风沙,
 
平仄转合间,依然是你温柔的眸光,
 
冷了又暖,暖了又念。
 
若前世的回眸,
 
是我的幽深,那凄迷的雨巷,
 
是否依然有你的期盼?
 
最风月的故事,我们谁都走不出。
 
谁的青衫落拓,
 
谁在梦里笙歌,
 
谁把指尖的忧伤,一一拂落?
 
也许,
 
相遇本就是一首无悔无怨的偈。
 
当忘川的河水沉寂如雪,
 
转身,我依然能看见旧光年里的念,
 
凝眸成满月的光华。
 
如此,
 
即便落花成泥,依然会香如故。
 
是否,
 
我们只是月色下的那滴尘泪,
 
从孤独中来,又会回归孤独。
 
那些长歌短句
 
不过是沾着欢喜的笔墨,
 
潜藏在寂寞的身后。
 
往事深长,
 
唯有桀骜的骨不肯入
 
这一场俗流的花事。
 
我不语,只以沉默触碰沉默。
 
五百年的轮回,
 
我们都是在错过,解不开的心结,
 
婉转了谁的愁殇?
 
当远方传来梅朵的呼唤,
 
那扬起的清风,
 
依然有着微凉的苦涩和期盼。
 
谁的玲珑心语,潋滟了一池碧水,
 
辗转间,温柔遍生。
 
至少,你还住在我的记忆里,
 
是我思念永恒的凝望,
 
记忆,是无根的花,
 
总是在思念袭来时,开的漫山遍野。
 
诸多的美好是含香的叶片,
 
是明月,是柔风,
 
是我目光清澈的凝望。
 
浮生历历,敛怀持中,
 
忽闻琴声流转,仿若白衣如故。
 
我不是天涯温婉的女子,
 
拂去一肩的琉璃白,也会为情痴狂。
 
若有来生,
 
愿为君,等一世春暖花开。

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