------写给5·12遇难者的亡灵

                                        那个被凝固的黑色瞬间

                                        大地疯狂撕碎了你的家园

                                        血液凝入了泥土 沉雷拍打着残垣

                                        生命以血肉剥落的姿势

                                        吹奏出远古的簘音，悲壮而又苍凉

                                        梧桐那么伤  冷雨那么凉

                                        你就那样匆匆的消逝在

                                        这个原本繁花盛开的春天

                                        此刻，你徘徊在天堂的哪个路旁

                                        回望，凄风苦雨下你的故乡

                                        早已不再是记忆中清秀的模样

                                        泪雨滂沱。那座空城，在你走了以后

                                        留下的只有断壁残垣上孤独的旧时光

                                        今夜，让我为你守灵

                                        抚一曲流水 潺潺趟过你清澈的年华

                                        再送你最后一段路程吧

                                        请允许我以亲人的名义

                                        点燃那盏万古不灭的长明之灯

                                        在你通往天堂的路上

                                        照亮你永存不朽的魂灵

                                        凌晨，别离。再燃一柱香

                                        仰望，天已微凉的模样

                                        流浪在那片废墟里孤独的灵魂

                                        安心的走吧 灾难已经过去

                                        不要再在那棵枯树下苦苦的守候

                                        你的血脉会有更多的人替你照顾

                                        相信温暖终会流动成海洋

                                        你的父老乡亲会在爱的呼唤中更加坚强