2011年1月4日星期二

Millennium margin

Millennium margin


Eyes of the river, flowing with a beautiful legend. Story thousands of years, the changes can be unlimited. At that time, the river of the water perfectly clear crystal, curl Nana Netherlands, Painting snow, sitting in the center of the water. The interpretation of the relevant related names out of a millennium, from swan song of love.
Thousand years ago, I was the water lotus, and I put myself in the mortal world, despite the wind and rain, snow, frost reminder bully. After this I do not know how many seasons the river, still look like snow Qingying. I am aloof, stand in the water, the only water and water fields are green and I'll stay. Year after year, day after day. I alternate with the seasons, received the baptism of life and death. Do not remember the year, month, or that day. My shoulder suddenly not alone. A voice whispered in my ear. I do not know who it is! However, mildly crisp melodies that still beat my sleeping door. Dream of the millennium, the millennium Gulian, a charming bloom.
I did wonderful work out a masterpiece. Dicui the lotus leaf, as big as a fan, quietly took my body around. Looked at me Xianzi Painting, shut off suddenly stopped chirping. Wisp of smoke across my face clear and close off gone, eyes haze. I am surprised to find that I can dance body, I can laugh, I actually have a pair of beautiful slender hand. Back to wait and see, the river is still flowing in the quiet, and I turned into a bearing thousands of women.
The river of grass far looked at the impressive surprise of the passengers. She knew I was there and she'll stay if it had thousands of lotus it. I smiled and rolled up the grass of the hand and gently stroked it, in turn, that leaves clear green onions from the water gently, it accepted the extraterrestrial.
Where did it go off off. I secretly wondered in his heart. Small boat floated surface wave, far I heard that familiar voice. Is shut off it? I'm calling softly. Boat closer to me slowly. Not shut off, but a Yumian scholar. I stared, and there is almost cut off from earth, where they come from a scholar? I watched him with puzzled eyes.
He smiled at me in silence. But since the turn and pulled out a picture from the sleeve. This

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