秋天的最后一枚果子
                                               
                                        还挂在柿子树上
                                               
                                        熟透的柿子像坠落的夕阳
                                    
                                        拥抱着我的村庄
                                         
                                       飞来的鸟儿啄着秋天留下的时光
                                                       
                                        落叶已尽早地赶扑刑场

                                        我望着发呆的鸟儿
                                        
                                        它是否在忧伤

                                        在这个冬季它又渴望着什么

                                        那些鸟儿又都去了何方