文／吴清恋
                                带壳的亡灵
                                孵化一季芳菲
                                蘸着月光
                                潜入无垠的深邃
                                苦旅者逆光凝思
                                不屑奢谈沧桑
                                
                                具有生态魅力的汉字
                                如一海胭脂浪
                                扑面而来
                                令有限的旅程绵绵无尽
                                赋音乐于无声
                                寓无声于有形
                                
                                此时
                                神话、火焰和诗
                                拈开青春的颜色
                                为睿智迸发
                                泣血的红花草
                                伏在我的背上吧
                                我背你起程