水云间
                                                            清夜
                                                          春妆醉时
                                                              初临殿
                                                           凤萧休待
                                                                 风阑
                                                             嫔娥踏锦
                                                             霓裳舞
                                                             更吹断
                                                           几番风月


                                                              云水间
                                                             水云闲
                                                          云贯水裳
                                                            金莲舞罢
                                                          一曲休了
                                                          列歌看遍
                                                         香屑飘时
                                                            三遍已彻
                                                         .......


                                                         虫声轻
                                                         微风鸣
                                                         马踏清月
                                                           清月如水
                                                         .....
                                                      遥闻别殿
                                                      凤萧声动
                                                        .....


君，多想再为君谱一曲虞歌；君，多想再为君歌一曲霓裳....怎奈，如今，四年来的思念竟只化作一叠泛黄的诗笺，那曾浸透了少年轻狂的眼泪，而今，与我，竟是，哀情难再起...我曾细细地将它们叠好，收纳在曾今少女最青葱的梦的深处，并痴妄地以为如此便可作地久天长的念想，而今...去年我便将与君最后的眼泪留在了异国的风中，如今，又教我何以哀情再起...一时手底文字竟也顽劣，文字竟似构架般拙劣尚尤不及少年之作，那时是纯粹的眼泪呵：
                         ..... 风雨弃闲台
                    独看帘燕单归来 .....
                   秋风乍起帘帏乱  
                      独步中庭慢  
                    夜寒轻雾湿罗衫 ......彼时，这寒夜轻雾打湿的又岂仅仅是君的衣襟，还有曾今那颗青嫩的少年的心，只是，如今，此时此刻，我当已不复记忆，呵....
                   多想再为君歌一曲:
                  佳人有情为我舞  
                   凤箫应念旧时意 ......怎堪已是物是人非而欢娱不复......
               我想我不再会哭泣，因为再也没有能颤拨我心弦的东西了，好想再为君长叹一遍:君分明是一个只可吟诗填词的弱质文人，偏偏误为人君，以扶笔之力强挑万钧江山。
温柔敦厚而不愚的心本应温润如玉，却怎奈世事消磨.....言到唇边却又语咽 ，对君的痴眷难道真的只是奈不住时光红尘消磨的年少的轻狂，可，为何当我不经意触碰到往日如烟的记忆时却分明摸到那颗如青荇般柔软的少年的心分明泪痕未干.......
               君，可是，时空阻隔，红尘消磨，终当我独自一人站在异国的风中时，我分明看到也许我的眼中还残存着对往昔的炙热，可心却已走向远方，一切，都无可挽回了........