看看下斜阳
                    阵阵秋雨凉
                    一脉热象混不见
                    石桌寂静置一旁
 
                    痴痴回望
                    但见白露点点
                    落叶黄黄
                    一剪西窗
                    半扇清朗
 
                    早有归雁鸣秋霜
                    轻歌不待常人赏
                    淡淡情思长
                    不觉感伤
 
                    心被涤荡
                    梦被洪荒
                    我还怎赴期待的黄梁 
                    心强气不刚
                    乱得匆忙
 
                    脚下风声响
                    幸有书简在身旁
                    清晰向东方
                    扫尽轻狂