我经过白日里的喧嚣，
                                                           怀着候鸟送来的秘密。
                                                           走到你身旁，
                                                           接住苍白月华的孤寂。

                                                           曾经的你，
                                                           宛若浅唱天籁的精灵。
                                                           裙角翩跹，
                                                           荡开早春的轻盈。

                                                           此刻的你，
                                                           敛藏明媚若霞的羽翼。
                                                           眼角边缘，
                                                           泛着初雪般的气息。
                                                          
                                                           你装饰了他们的梦境，
                                                           却只是相机捕捉的风景。
                                                           在未来有限的记忆里，
                                                           化为岁月角落里的阴影。
                                                           或许会被删档，
                                                           被遗忘，
                                                           被代替。

                                                           而我不只是那过客之一，
                                                           你也是我生命里的星辰指引。
                                                           我将心事缓缓诉出，
                                                           哪怕换来一句何必多情。
                                                           或许你会注意，
                                                           会动容，
                                                           会着迷。

                                                            飘落肩头的花瓣，
                                                            不是生命枯萎的讯息，
                                                            而是璀璨华年的凋零。
                                                            我将她们一一收集，
                                                            制成时光的琥珀与温酒的容器。

                                                            残留指尖的芬芳，
                                                            不是泪光凝炼的琴音，
                                                             而是徜徉夜色的流萤。
                                                            我将她们一一聆听，
                                                            陪伴在你的每个夜深人静。

                                                           我跌入夜色里的樱花林，
                                                           抬头仰望，
                                                           星光浩瀚，
                                                            眸中涟漪。
                                                           唯你笑靥，
                                                           正入我心。
                                                           不闻风语，
                                                            且听花吟。