你可知,我是鲛人,沧海月明,会为你,落泪成珠。有一只蝶,已飞过沧海。一我制桃花笺,在春之暮野。胭脂掺水,那一抹潋滟的红,如你眼中流转的波光。草如茵,松如盖,风为裳,水为佩,你的歌声寂寂,宛转如九曲回肠。先秦的遗民,活得那般接近自然天性,檀口轻开,便是一阵 You know, I am a man, the moon and the moon, will be for you, tears into beads. Have a butterfly, has flew the sea. I made peach 笺, in the twilight field of spring. Rouge water, that hint of red, as your eyes flow of light. Grass, loose as cover, the wind for the clothes, the water is worn, your voice is quiet, like a nine-turn ileum. Pre-Qin descendants, live so close to natural nature, Tan mouth light open, it is for a while