这话不知是谁说过

                                        离别后

                                        别恨我

                                        树上落着一只老鸟

                                        让风梳理它的羽毛

                                        如果雨和黑夜同时降临

                                        我还是希望

                                        别去窥视那破旧的鸟窝

                                        因为雨中可能夹着雪花

                                        会让人的眼睛  在

                                        晶莹后混浊

                                        那就不应该怪我没说

                                        我把沉思举向天空

                                        然后

                                        藏在往事的后面  那时

                                        不要认错了人

                                        时间早已在等待中走过

                           感谢好友赠诗:

                                                 文 沉在海底的鱼

                                       你迎面走来
                                       将冰消雪融
                                       在这样的日子里
                                       春节只是一个瞬间
                                       你为什么更加惆怅

                                                 文 刻骨铭心

                                       想飞
                                       寒冷却封翼
                                       那就不谈忧伤
                                       只嗅春的芬芳
                                       每天睁开眼睛
                                       看到你和阳光都在
                                       有草儿
                                       也有花香

                                  ==雪落下的时候==

                                                 文 私语

                                       雪落下的时候
                                       林子很静
                                       你伫立于冰天雪地
                                       不看花，不看流水，不看春天
                                       看那对鸟儿低飞枝头

                                       雪落下的时候
                                       谁从南方乘风而来
                                       试图化开晶莹里的浑浊
                                       你雕塑般的脸停着夕照
                                       那棵老树饱含记忆的嘴唇
                                       如此沉默

                                       你静静的看着鸟儿并立
                                       而谁，看着春天的雪
                                       自你的肩膀轻轻的
                                       轻轻的落下