分卷阅读93（1 / 2）

　　然后轻轻播过六根琴弦，琴声在幽静的夜里缓缓的荡漾开来……

　　Paint your pallet blue and grey

　　Look out on a summers day

　　With eyes that know the darkness in my soul

　　Shadows on the hills

　　Sketch the trees and daffodils

　　Catch the breeze and the winter chills

　　In colors on the snowy lined land

　　Now I understand

　　What you tried to say to me

　　And how you suffered for your sanity

　　And how you tried to set them free

　　They would not listen

　　They do not know how

　　Perhaps they\\\'ll listen now。

　　Starry, starry night……”

　　我一边唱一边被缓缓的从树上放下，那淡蓝的光线始终追随着我的身影，最后定在了离地五米的地方。晚风徐徐，裙袖飘扬，吹动了我的心绪。抬头看着空中那轮皓月，手指在琴弦间缠绵，徐徐诉说着一段令人心碎的故事。

　　“……

　　And now I understand

　　what you tried to say to me

　　and how you suffered for your sanity

　　and how you tried to set them free.

　　They would not listen they did not know how

　　perhaps they\\\'ll listen now.

　　For they could not love you

　　but still your love was true

　　and when no hope was left in sight on that

　　starry starry night.

　　You took your life as lovers often do,