花丛，灯盏，你在纵然一瞬离去。        

绣唇，描眉，嫣然巧笑，是泪的低翠。        

展帘，抚卷，唱罢一时的昆南小曲儿。        

颔首，恭身，罗裳在静谧中吟唤。        

浅然回眸，望穿清宫的凄影。        

淡诉离伤，聆听那幽窗的恨遗。        

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