作者-英昇寶（中國.北京）
一汪清水一寒潭，一葉鳴秋一世傷。
少女不知情郎意，情郎不解少女心。
閉語不說終生異，互訴忠情以晚兮。
幽怨情深終不悔，憤恨交加天地容。
只此一生無二心，可憐佳人含怨去。
留我孤市心磨跎，恨己憤世生狂魔。
屠盡人間不悔心，天見塵心本未了。
世間怎能容狂魔，道本無正亦無邪。
只因自身生魔孽，最終怨恨成痴狂。
佳人魂歸毅獻祭，了卻塵願解心結。
我錯我怨我痴狂，自恨自醒自悟道。
來世許願長相守，時過境遷今相識。
可惜今時非往日，我本鍾情他人郎。
上天怎可負夙願，最終落得痴成狂。
舍了罷了鍾情郎，本世乾坤早以定。
何必痴迷前世傷，今朝有情明日淡。
人生何必戀痴狂，我本有情傾真心。
怎奈佳人戀新郎，蒼天有眼明辨理。
我本無錯何痴狂，你本身在痴狂裡。
你既痴狂你既理，今世看來也無望。
可憐世間痴情郎，薄情本因痴情伴。
何必苦苦逼自己，看穿看透談何易。
我既情來我既狂，蝴蝶本應成雙對。
怎奈花蕊惹人愛，蝶戀花心負彼心。
怎可強轉愛人意，我自愁來我自哀。
傷透心身終不悔，一世本就了因果。
乾坤了定動蒼天，了我凡心了我情。
後世才子知此事，寫冊成詩怨我痴。
佳人無錯世事弄，我本無痴造因果。
後記塵緣今生伴，我和佳人成姻緣。
Author-英昇寶（Beijing, China）
A pool of clear water, a cold pool, a leaf Ming, autumn I injury.
A girl does not know her lover's intention, but her lover does not understand her heart.
It's too late to tell each other loyalty.
Deep resentment, no regrets, resentment and resentment.
Only this life without two minds, poor beauty to complain.
Leave me lonely city heart grinding waste, hate oneself angry Shisheng maniac.
Slaughters the human world not to regret the heart, the day sees the dust heart originally has not.
How can the world tolerate wild demons? The Tao is neither righteous nor evil.
Only because of their own evil, the final resentment into madness.
The soul of a beautiful woman returns to Yi to offer sacrifices, but she is willing to solve her heart knot.
I'm wrong, I blame me for being crazy. I hate myself, wake up and realize the truth.
In the next life, I wish to stay with you all the time.
Unfortunately, this is not the past. I was in love with others.
How can heaven fail his long cherished wish and finally become crazy.
If you give up and fall in love with Lang, the fate of this life has long been decided.
Why obsessed with the past life injury, love today, light tomorrow.
Why love crazy in life, I have a heart.
But the beauty loves the bridegroom, and the sky has eyes.
I'm not wrong. You are crazy.
You are crazy, you are reasonable, this world seems hopeless.
Pity the infatuated man in the world, for his infatuated companion.
Why force yourself to see through what is easy.
I'm passionate, I'm crazy. Butterflies should be in pairs.
But the pistil makes people love, the butterfly loves the flower heart and bears the heart.
How can I change my love to others? I feel sorry for myself.
Breaking through the heart and body will not regret, a lifetime on the cause and effect.
Heaven and earth set the sky, I am where the heart of my feelings.
Later generations only know this, write a book into a poem, blame me crazy.
There is nothing wrong with a beautiful woman, but I am not crazy about cause and effect.
Postscript: I'm married to a beautiful woman.