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因为深秋的季节已至,下山的时间已晚,我看见落日熔金,照得你如火嫣红。在猎猎西风扑剌下,砖缝间的野草开始黄枯,基石下的酸枣变了颜色。这时,听不见秋虫低吟,却在仰天一瞥时,看到了黄云间的归鸿。那是沿循昭君出塞的老路吗?那是飞向苏武牧羊的北海吗?在伫立的凝思中,我想象那飞鸿乃是悠悠岁月的见证。曾几何时,黑云淹没了月色,雨雪纷纷地袭来,胡马长嘶,觱篥哀鸣,狼烟在
Because the late autumn season has come, the time is coming down, I saw the melting sunset, according to you as bright as red. Hunting westerly in the assassination, the brick between the weeds began yellowish, the cornerstone of jujube changed color. At this time, can not hear the whisper of autumn insect, but when looking at the sky, saw the return of Huang Yun. Is that the old road that follows Zhaojun’s exit? Is it the North Sea that flies to the Su Wu Sheep? In the meditation that stands, I imagine that Feihong is the testimony of a long time ago. Once upon a time, the dark clouds flooded the moonlight, rain and snow hit, Humang hissing, sobbing, smoke in the