下午六点是兴奋的时间，                                          双手是自然甩动的轻松，                                      拖着一起一落的时装鞋，                                       自认为象个都市贵族，                                       左右横竖的找寻那个很重要的站牌。                 穿梭的车子不理会我的焦急，                                  昏黄的灯光里飞舞着漫漫沙尘，                          不合时宜的遮住我的眼睛，                                只能是踌躇，徘徊 ？                                               因为长长的路途找不到一个站牌，                     也拦不到摩的的士，                                                   茫茫夜色，忧郁的心，                                       烦躁，怒火 ，                                                         齐齐袭来，巨浪一般。                                                 那就给同学一个电话吧？                                       就说自己需要帮助，                                              一个游荡在街头的落魄女人……                            一秒钟内，电话那头应承了，                            象我一个故人的工友，                                            照顾了我的长途劳顿，                                              载我到坡下的一个站牌，                                      21路，哦，21路，来了……                                  摇摇晃晃的车子，                                                    载着我摇摇晃晃的心情，                                          心似芦苇雨打浮萍……                                         对面的女孩，                                                        我是在照镜子吗？                                               是小时候的我吗？                                          为什么她的眼睛里噙着泪花？                               棉花般安静的女孩，                                            你的浅蓝色衣服和你的脸一样素雅，                    还有你齐齐的刘海，                                             洁净恬淡得象天空里的白云……                           哦，女孩，你为什么闪躲，                                怕人看到起身走下……                                             我拿起手机听：等一分钟                                      如果等一分钟，在下一分钟，                            我看到你流泪的眼，                                            让我感觉你是真的心痛，                                  我会向昨天的我妥协，                                         年少的心太柔软，……                                            哦，姑娘，我怎么眼睛湿了，                                 这摇晃的车子里，                                                熟悉的陌生的泪……