世人说我痴狂，
                                我饮下这壶酒道：
                        “口中是半个盛世大唐，
                               心中是相思断肠！”
                                脚下江山虽繁华，
                                为你舍去倒也罢。
                             我为你只手摘星辰，
                                  裁出梦中情长。
                          挥手间荡过一缕春风，
                                  不觉桃花已红，
                                       柳枝已青。
                                   还未赠你桃花，
                                       柳枝已断！