小草和泥土在残雪下

                                    悄悄说话

                                   枝条灌满琼浆

                                  血液在喷张

                                 微笑在空气里

                                慢慢的漾

                               风儿温柔却依然冰凉                             

                              双眸更加明亮

                           听你轻轻的脚步

                         在黄昏林间的小径上