这里彩虹时现，流云舒卷；这里百鸟齐鸣，万声啁啾；

                                这里林海苍茫，古木参天；这里青山如画，翠峰若屏； 

                                               这里......

......金辉.....

                                                                         门外有山，房后是竹，
                                                                         帐篱下的花儿正芬芳地绽放，
                                                                          成群的蜂儿采粉正忙。

.....风雨溪山....

                                                        勤劳的农妇把一担担甘甜的泉水挑回家；
                                                         浣衣姑娘，清脆的捣衣声传过河畔，
                                                          随清清的溪水，欢快的流淌......

.....大地之歌.....

                                    极目天楚，夕阳尽染，远处农家小寨已然暮霭缭绕；
                                     驿路桥边,驻足回首处，长亭更短亭。

.....竹林深处.....

                                            郁郁葱葱的凤尾竹林，八面玲珑的傣家楼阁； 
                                               月光如华，虫鸣似吟；
                                               竹林中隐隐飘出阵阵葫芦丝声，幽攸抑扬，轻清淡雅。

.....月儿弯弯.....

                                                于是，月儿带给人的不安与萌动，
                                                那种月上梢头，人约昏后的羞涩与窃喜，
                                                 所有原始的、文明的气息，
                                                 都在人的耳边陆陆续续烟雾一般散漫开。

.....春暖花开.....

                                                                    那时，傣家少女的心事，
                                                                   如山谷中野百合一样浓郁的盛开。

.....山水人家....

                                                                  她一双美丽的眼睛，
                                                               恰如一江碧波荡漾的春水，澄清明亮而多情。

......收获时节......

                         她步履轻移，留下眼波一轮惹起少年埋在心中的所有故事，
                          平波起澜，久不能息...

.......小河流水......

                                                                    月亮出来亮汪汪，亮汪汪。

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