近几日，连日杂乱的读书，下午，就带孩子们在球场疯跑、打球，偶尔会为一些零星的断句驻足：

   “爱之于我，不是肌肤之亲，不是一蔬一饭，它是一种不死的欲望，是疲惫生活中的英雄梦想！”

                                                        还是会习惯性的注视着灵魂深处的那个深穴

                                                                                  绝望的眷慕一个人

                                                                      或者只是情深于一种时间的忧伤

                                                                  一种发生在我们身上共同的生命孤单

                                                                                    等待了许久许久

                                                                            等待时日岁月的缓缓累积

                                                                                              这爱

                                                                                      已悄然生长成

                                                                              我辨认自我的精神地图

                                                                          远方安顿我生命的一个地方

                                                                                    2011、5、10