【第一百五十六章】
一直喜欢，浅浅相遇，淡淡相知。流年里擦肩，路上的风景，会途径无数种绚丽多姿的色彩。
有的，昙花一现，惊亮了眼眸，可当小小的一场山雨欲来，却随风消失不待；有的，开成水光潋滟，一圈圈扩散的涟漪中，迷茫的本真里，感触不到自然生成的一树嫣然。
很多时候，其实生活，需要素衣着身，轻装上阵，删繁从简。
有一种色彩，是发自灵魂，感动着自己，喜欢到极致。它从不光彩夺目，却是心底的最美。恰似你的出现，不想惊艳了时光，只想留素笺温润，丹青柔婉。
春染琉璃，捻字为香
期许蕴藏了一个冬季，回眸间，燕子声声呢喃里，我嗅到心动的呼吸。你踏着春风十里的步履，携一身的草绿，盈花香相许。从此，彼岸的天空，多了一朵雨做的云。
你的清新沁满我眼底，阳光下，这种感觉真的好熟悉。记得，清晨的露珠，曾和花瓣细说成私语。你的馨香幽居我心里，微风中，拈花香满衣，氤氲成诗，春染琉璃。你的声音潜伏在鸟蹄里，碧空下，似优美的乐曲，和成心律。
我邀白云记住你的模样，春风吹拂的地方，处处下起相思雨。我托风儿写满你的归期，有阳光升起的日子，温暖全是你。心早已供奉在佛堂，途径的路上，佛眼眸含笑站成铜像。
春染琉璃，捻字为香
喜欢是心底最美的色彩，喜欢到极致是一抹素白，艳到无声，是一种感同身受的心里感应，所有的华丽辞藻，一时凝结冰冻。
此刻，只要轻轻地闭上眼睛。默然安静，伫立风中，听天籁在耳畔起舞娉婷。想要的承诺和约定，苍穹共鸣。
在水云与光的因缘际会处，感风起云涌，气象含情，一世紧牵，刹那便是永恒。守桃红李白的约定，捻字为香，韵染心房。
掬一次相遇的美，在春的花房里生长，待芬芳成琉璃的篇章，只想和你，拥诗和远方，许一世情长。岁月已羞红了脸庞，只想，只想对着，停靠在窗台上的一朵白云讲。
Always like, shallow encounter, light acquaintance. In the fleeting years, the scenery on the road will lead to countless kinds of colorful colors.
Some, a flash in the pan, surprised the eyes, but when a small rain is about to come, but disappear with the wind; some, open into a circle of spreading ripples,
confused in the truth, can not feel the natural generation of a tree.
Most of the time, in fact, life needs to be dressed in plain clothes, light, complicated and simple.
There is a color, is from the soul, moved themselves, like to the extreme. It is never dazzling, but it is the most beautiful at the bottom of my heart.
Just like your appearance, do not want to amaze the time, just want to leave the plain paper warm and moist, green and gentle.
Spring dye colored glass, twist words for fragrance
Hope contains a winter, looking back, the swallow's voice whispering, I smell the breath of the heart.
You walk ten miles of spring breeze, carrying a body of grass green, Yinghua fragrance promise. From then on, there was a cloud made of rain in the sky on the other side.
Your freshness filled my eyes, in the sun, this feeling is really familiar. I remember that the dewdrops in the morning whispered to the petals.
Your fragrance lives in my heart, in the breeze, the fragrance of flowers is full of clothes, dense into poems, spring-dyed glass.
Your voice lurks in the bird's hoof, under the blue sky, like beautiful music, and into a heart rhythm.
I invite Baiyun to remember what you look like, where the spring breeze blows, it rains everywhere. I ask the wind to write full of your return time,
there is a sunrise day, the warmth is all you. The heart has long been dedicated to the Buddha Hall, and on the way, the Buddha's eyes stood in bronze with a smile.
Spring dyed glassTwist words for fragrance
Love is the most beautiful color at the bottom of my heart, love to the extreme is a touch of plain white, Yan to silent, is a kind of empathy, all the gorgeous words, a moment of freezing.
Now, just close your eyes gently. Silent and quiet, standing in the wind, listening to the sounds of nature dancing in the ear. The promises and agreements you want resonate in the sky.
In the meeting place between the water cloud and the light, the wind and clouds are surging, the weather is affectionate, the whole life is tight, and the moment is eternity.
Keep the agreement of the peach red Li Bai, twist the word for fragrance, rhyme dye the heart.
The beauty of an encounter grows in the greenhouse of spring, waiting for the fragrance to become a chapter of glass, just want to be with you, hold poetry and distance, Xu Yichang.
The years have blushed with shame, I just want to speak to a white cloud docked on the windowsill。