站在风的屋檐下

                                            你一直静寂的守候

                                            只为片语的承诺

                                            只为疏影下的那本著作

                                            邂逅的童话故事，有金缕云鹤

                                            还有万般柔媚温和的浪漫情歌

                                            突然，一只大雁从头上翩翩飞过

                                            撕碎了你挚言下的幽蓝花朵

                                            你发疯似的对夜揽月

                                            爱情的果实里怎么也有破裂

                                            是谁把天霁用蹂躏的魔法赤裸

                                            把一个复活的亦梦狠狠湮灭

                                            你踉跄在城池的门旁

                                            再也没有气力摇曳去留方向

                                            此刻，乌云步步紧逼的笼罩天上

                                            淅沥的大雨，张开了血口吞噬你的臆想

                                            雨水和泪水夹杂着苍凉

                                            黑夜和白天你蜷缩在死亡的边缘

                                            对着苍天你泪眼模糊的大声质问

                                           “为什么---

                                             你不好好睁眼凝望这世俗的红尘”

                                            一个惊雷把你从碎心中唤醒

                                            一缕烛光在你的视线中慢慢光明

                                            一场雨，洗礼了你所有梦境

                                            一场风后，残剩下许多的沙砾灰濛

                             一段路一片天，轻烟闲愁几春秋。

                      随笔几句，也是一种隽秀生命之彩；随意几句也是轻滑世间沉积。

                      浅谈所见，陌上花展。==============