樱开三月季，
                          又风起，
                          了了梦碎，
                      静听窗外小雨。
                          无端醉，
                      赏这夜色楼阁，
                          却不知
                          何处寻笛。
                          再匆匆，
                          樱已葬。
                              归去，
                          亦或别离，
                      也不过幻梦一场。