Baidu Ren

Part I: Mo flowers, who is the ferryman?  Eileen Chang quietly reading materials, inexplicable feeling kind of sad, sad for their hero?Or to one after another poignant story and heartache?I do not seem to really understand the.More touches on some of their own imagination, reverie with a story and a happy ending, I might say stupid, but I really hope not so much sad not happy or countercurrent Whatever grief turned into happiness, too simple happy!Like the night wind, light, cool, but what good is it yo!Seems like the long-awaited happiness quiet, so quiet, so tranquil.At this time, in the breeze from Qingping.And I was looking at the window the hustle and bustle of the Red Mo often think, love or do not love those problems, those feelings of love and charming entangled in the wind and water, is starting to go, where will stop at.We meet again in their own life, all in all, you know, I still understand it?  Yesterday night I stepped on the icy road walking in the wind, watching the coming and going of people who were in the way, with their joys and sorrows, oncoming, but also to rub shoulders away, this season is such a Transmutation it, the people walking in the dust, the original, has been true, brittle as Junqing.  A sudden whim, want to go a Jiangnan ancient villages; good to go take a trip, a long narrow piece of bluestone lanes, listen Qiongyin response; really want, take a ferry, earthly Weak three thousand let time to paddle, crossing I went to the other side, do not worry about this side of downtown flower I would be reluctant, but in the Red Mo smoke, who is the one who ferry?  Red Buddha Proverbs says no love, then, allow me to brush this under the sleeve of this bustling bar, both in past lives crossing me, it is that it is still green leaves lotus petal, I just want a little before the violet ferry had floating smoke, do not dye Qian Chen.  So this world, love is love it, grasp it with both hands, do not lose each other in the mortal world the vast, so keep going, go forever, come to an end the years, come to that of an athletic, in cure my reach for the moment, but also in the hearts of thanksgiving, in this life, thank you to accompany me to go.  Either in this life, missed missed, do not regret, do not hate, do not endlessly questioning, not on who is and who is wrong in entanglement, secular this black and white Pai Gow as intricate, edge in the hustle and bustle outside edge troubles etched in Sansei stone River, those who come and go in life, no matter how far he go with you, please doomed when separate, well say goodbye, since then, you are you, I am me, and we owe each other, the Ben happiness, even in the face in a dream, do not say hello, it’s that smile pass it, turn nine reincarnation never meet.Since love into the past, the situation has been missed, why loyal in my heart, that to dim.Season times such as sand, earth-shaking is gone, how much promise as a rock Shen ah, where they are now?  And when?where?I can really find my Baidu Ren?And with him traveled south, look at the flowers, of which boat!I think it will be a long time!Maybe I myself is that the ferryman, has been waiting for their own happiness!Maybe I spent in that passers-by, watching the happiness of others happy alone.And my heaven, but why only my shadow?Mo flowers, I appreciate the beauty that does not belong to me, enjoying the happiness that does not belong to me.At this point where you are?When you need it most and where you?I am very tolerant, inclusive wrong you have committed, but I’m also just a girl, a girl just want to have their own happiness, I am not the prime minister, the stomach could not hold the boat, I can only chew his own sad alone.But silently saying you do not forgive mistakes.Because I understand that a world without you, I myself am the ferryman, I will not be sad annihilation tide, I want to spend, spend their cut.Gradually, I will forget you, ever in the most sad heart, then let the traces of years to heal me so sad, to borrow a leaf boat to me, Mo Red three thousand, please ferry me to the other side, where the legend there smelting years of peace, but also the legend, every day with the water, the water line to the poor, respect is sitting watching clouds from.    Part II: Red Mo, may have ferryman death deed wide, and the child into that; hold your hand, and harmonic old.- “National Wind Bei Feng<击鼓>“They say the season is the hearts of rings, the flow of day light day, you finally forget and always fit, they then settle down, round and round, engraved in the closest town to the soul.People often unaware, but when one day surprised to see his own face in the mirror fold, only the beginning discovered that every year there are vicissitudes marks.  He wrote poetry, the breeze from the end of the Qingping.And I was looking at the window the hustle and bustle of the Red Mo often think, love or do not love those problems, those feelings of love and charming entangled in the wind and water, is starting to go, where will stop at.Dear friends, ah, we meet again in their own life, all in all, you know, I still understand it?  Cool autumn, and these days in Nanjing and rainy, I stepped away Indus yellow leaves in the wind, watching the coming and going of people who were in the way, with their joys and sorrows, oncoming, but also to rub shoulders away , this season is such a Transmutation of it, and people walk on earth, the original, everyone is so brittle as Junqing.Nightlife net so sudden whim, want to go a Jiangnan ancient villages, I want to go take a trip, a long narrow piece of bluestone lanes, listen Qiongyin response, really want, take a ferry, earthly drowning three thousand, let the time to paddle, crossing I went to the other side, do not worry about this side of downtown flower I would be reluctant, but in the Red Mo smoke, who is the one who ferry?  Red Buddha Proverbs says no love, then, allow me to brush this under the sleeve of this bustling bar, both in past lives crossing me, it is that it is still green leaves lotus petal, I just want a little before the violet ferry had floating smoke, do not dye Qian Chen.  And dear, you still remember those lengthy time in the ancient story.A man loved a woman married, but the groom is not him, he was heartbroken, ready to climb the cliff to commit suicide.Dubbed the clouds there is a temple on the cliff, jump in the men of the moment, Baiyun Temple abbot pulled him.Donor, with folded palms abbot said softly, do you want to come with me and see something you jump too late.Men’s puzzled with him into the Buddhist temple, the abbot took out a bowl, whisk freely with his sleeve a bit too far to go explore the man, he found the bowl is another world.A dead woman naked in the street, pedestrians or their noses, or just gently shake his head, but no one stopped to.After a while, a scholar Beijing exam passed by, he really can not bear to wait and see the fancy women’s bare body, hesitated a moment, then took off his jacket covered in a woman’s body was turned away.Then, after some days, another kind of passer, raised some money to buy a coffin, buried woman.Bowl picture gradually faded so far the.Men still puzzled.Donor, the old abbot shook his head and said, this is your past lives ah.Woman lying on the roadside is your favorite person in this life, you are the first passers-by, the exam scholar.To marry her, she is the second person buried.Your affinity with her, because she has the grace of a clothing of your previous life, so her life to accompany you through this process, but she always eventually leave this life because she needed to repay the body, but it is the Past bury her people.So, you have to jump it?Abbot closed no longer say, turned away.Deep understanding of men.  So, that was it.  Gentle and pious life, and our passing scenery, loved the people, unfortunately, over the past, for that one after another of the strange combination of circumstances, those long life on the road now look back to the old footprint of a diameter Qing Han , the original is so simple, is not it.But those promises have been promised, and those past days, such as the Netherlands sense of loss of mind, that every moment caught off guard ah, really you can do so in passing?  Death deed wide, and the child into Wyatt; your hand, and grow old.Women keep looking at the ancient promise how many dynasties in this rainy evening from my palm gradually generalized open, like floating leaves falling in general, will my text dyed mottled land away, also confined to live my pen, and my dear friend, ah, can I pull this your footsteps, leaving you listen, these square font piled up, please do not think it is just word games.Perhaps my pen is too blunt, but how to penetrate the thin layer of paper back, and I want to tell you that the real thing about life and time, and they still quietly parked in the years of reflection, the It did not just clear.  So this world, love is love it, grasp it with both hands, do not lose each other in the mortal world the vast, so keep going, go forever, come to an end the years, come to that of an athletic, in cure my reach for the moment, but also in the hearts of thanksgiving, in this life, thank you to accompany me to go.  Either in this life, missed missed it, do not regret, do not hate, do not endlessly questioning, not on who is and who is wrong in entanglement, secular this as intricate black and white brand management, edge in the hustle and bustle outside edge inscribed in the Sansei stone River, we could meet is not easy, ah.So, I just want to tell you, not easy to hurt a person, but also learn to forget those who led Qianchan wrapped and rivalry.Those who come and go in life, ah, no matter how far he accompany you through, in the time destined to separate, say good bye, since then, you are you, I am me, and we owe each other, the Ben happiness , even in the face in a dream, do not say hello, it’s that smile pass it, turn nine reincarnation never meet.Since love into the past, the situation has been missed, why loyal in my heart, that to dim.  This reincarnation of it should go, just as Yisuoyanyu this life, full of river winds.Who can keep eternal life who, what is also known as the real long-term?Season streamer such as sand, earth-shaking is gone, how much promise as a rock Shen ah, where they are now.  So, to borrow a leaf boat to me, Mo Red three thousand, please ferry me to the other side, where legend has years of smelting of peace, but also the legend, every day with the water, the water line to the poor, respect is sitting watching clouds Time.    Part Three: Who is the ferryman miss, such as catkins, eat only a little lonely in the empty heart, and if the mist, rising over thousands of miles Lakeshore.Jiang Feng fishing boat, the other side of the scenery flashing; rain lotus, and the shore of the sound of the piano, tapped my heart, such as lotus mind, you can really understand?  Piccolo long flute singing, pull Qingsi Wanlv, Red Dust, who is in the Rye life?Plum meet, but always passing hastily, at the sails had to do, I’m still alone in the landscape.Through the eyes misty rain, you who are not Disappearing?Late at night, the eye such as who decorated the blue sky in the sinking, the brightest star?  Once the sea will always remain in the time interval of the other side, Wushan clouds and rain drenched much style?Listen to the voices of flowers, you can feel my heartfelt thoughts whisper?Fallen flowers watching the sky, you can read that a resigned sigh?  Gone through ups and downs, Huakaihuaxie, I have been silent, clean and shallow smile, feeling the scenery along the way when in the clear sky, as the line to the dead end at that sitting watching clouds from time to.Changing the golden clouds and rain, the old feelings, do you still have the memory of pass?  Acacia River ferry, river rapids, waves, a sway, such as the spring tide stack up, the emotional impact of the coast, the heart, for whom stranded?Bamboo Walk, quiet and tranquility under the sole Brightmoon.Starry Night orchids, elegant subtle fragrance surplus sleeves, fresh and overflowing.  Like standing on the beach, the other side of the scenery afar, the sea breeze off any hair, either Ling mood between cloud water rising, scattered clouds at Yun Ju, the origin of edge off, feel meet the mortal world, was actually so beautiful.Lan sea breeze off lofty sentiment, the sea took thousands of years of hope.Mo fly drunk on, the Red dancing long days, tipsy breeze, who dance with me?  Gean Tingqin leisurely piano, piano bursts solution florid.Melodious sounds the other side, the other side of the gentle Yiyi, but I could not through the time tunnel, came in front of you, in the years staggered in, I can only stand alone the other side of time, wandering helplessly at Acacia river, quiet quietly waiting: Mo Red, who was the ferryman?

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