三寒的天空

                                                                  好像也被寒冷

                                                                  结上了一层薄冰
                                                                  就连
                                                                  门口枯树上的小鸟
                                                                  躲匿的也不知影踪

                                                                 北风呼啸的
                                                                 一直在屋檐下狰狞
                                                                 它是在炫耀自己
                                                                 还是春风
                                                                 正驱赶它的行迹