就算有李白的酒后狂豪，
                              就算有杜甫的惊人警句，
                              又当何用，
                              只不过是独芳自赏，
                              或只是画饼充饥。

                              当饥肠辘辘的时候，
                              一个烤红薯，
                              就顶得上千言万语，
                              当衣衫褴褛的时刻，
                              一件单衣服，
                              就胜过了惊世绝句。
 
                               本想在刊物上得以认可，
                               却得到回答是，
                               错误的格式，
                               本想得到读者的青睐，
                               但评论的却是
                               太浅薄无知。

                               我不想作诗，
                               可偏偏挚爱着，
                               这片言碎语，
                               不是什么与生俱来，
                               不是什么神差鬼使，
                               只是一种钟爱与偏执。