曾经的老石匠
                    一手握着坚硬的凿子
                    一手抡着沉重的锤子
                    锻打出你的骨骼
                    再开凿出深深的齿印
                    由一快普普通通的石头
                    你蝶变成为了磨


                    从此
                    你与先祖直到父辈
                    研磨着稠密的岁月
                    咀嚼着艰辛的生活
                    岁月磨平了再锻
                    生活嚼碎了再续
                    而你原有的生命厚度
                    却渐渐在一点点减缩


                    从起点到终点的磨道
                    仿佛被作法施魔
                    明明近在咫尺
                    一圈又一圈地赶路
                    却怎么也转不尽
                    那轮回无穷的覆辙
                    一程又一程的跋涉
                    却怎么也走不出
                    那如影随形的困厄


                    终于
                    二十世纪的季风
                    浩浩荡荡地吹来
                    开启了经天纬地的变革
                    你告别了往日的蹉跎
                    默默蛰伏于你的角落
                    今天的你啊
                    已定格成一段历史
                    已静好成一个传说