弯弯山路

                   象一串长长的问号

                   问岩石问蒿草

                   是谁 在这里踏上第一只脚

                   这样的弯 

                   弯的象爷爷的背

 

                   爷爷曾说过

                   他是只箭

                   向山外射出

                   震耳的鸣镝

                   历史的玩笑

                   使弯弯山路

                   变成重重枷锁

                   在路傍的深渊

                   画上了人生句号

 

                   爸爸也曾梦想

                   山路是不是

                   腾飞的龙

                   驮走他那只

                   忧郁的小鸟

                   一场漫天的风暴

                   一代人绚丽的理想

                   被粗鲁的狂热

                   煺掉五色的羽毛

 

                   我又走在山路上

                   路边花儿

                   开始俊俏

                   山路弯弯

                   是蜇伏的虫

                   是欲飞的龙

                   闪电已经点然

                   人间圣火

                   春雷叩响

                   大地的晨钟

                   巨龙已腾飞

                   欲圆中国梦