月影重重，残照西楼，自己低吟浅唱着我们xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的歌，美妙xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的歌声静静得倾泻而出xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao你xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的美目如当年流转我心间，我xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的心还在等待着你再一次翻阅，等着你来安抚，在流年逝水里用残缺xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的记忆排列出对你xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的思念，用对你xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的思念刻出一座冰雕，让冰雕带着我xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的忧伤，在下一个春季融化成厚厚xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的相思垢。

夕阳西下，余晖点点地划过西边xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的云彩，照在白雪皑皑世界里，血色xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的云染红了我xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的思念，灰色xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的记忆浮现着你如冰xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的容颜，银装素裹xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的世界多了一个红色xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的国度，一个人独站在西楼xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的斜栏，被夕阳碎碎照在离乱xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的脸庞，微微xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的有些泛红。xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao独揽清酒向黄昏，烈酒醉人心扉，但敌不过被西风吹xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的憔悴xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的面，更敌不过你在我心里划伤xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的那道伤痕，静静地看天边飞过xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的孤鸿，看天变静，觉得自己就像是那只迷失在迷雾深林里xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的孤鸿，找不到来时xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的路。不管自己怎么努力挣扎，但最终xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的结果是消沉在红尘xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的繁华里。

　　xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao孤阁月色，渲染几许微凉。xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao你xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的眸光，透过乱世仓皇，清风拂，层云散，五夜寒光，谁xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的血迹斑驳了谁xianggangliuhecaiquannianziliao的湖光。