生命如歌
                                                                                                 一定感动于某种美好
                                                                                                 有时
                                                                                                 我也想唱一首温暖的歌
                                                                                                  发痒的喉咙
                                                                                                  却出不了声音
                                                               

                                                                                                  一路走来
                                                                                                  也有鲜花 、美酒
                                                                                                  满溢的月色和金色的黎明
                                                                                                  当然      生命的丛林
                                                                                                  肯定会有意想不到的伏击和温情脉脉的陷阱


                                                                                                   我是一个生命的歌者
                                                                                                   不懂兵法和生存
                                                                                                   你想象不出我的无助
                                                                                                    就像随意站在路边的小草
                                                                                                    从不感叹自己的卑微
                                                                                                    但面对侵扰我只能承受
                                                                                                    不去想鲜花的美丽、乔木的挺拔
                                                                                                    灌木的葱茏    甚至面具
                                                                                                    以及面具后面的脸    
                                                                                                   以及 露珠和背影


                                                                                                    孤独着我的孤独
                                                                                                    坚守着植物的本性
                                                                                                    寒冬的雾霭包围了我    肃杀
                                                                                                    ——层层递进
                                                                                                    我不惧怕彻骨的冷
                                                                                                    但面对可怕的茫然
                                                                                                    我已逐渐沦陷


                                                                                                     是谁在生命的断桥
                                                                                                     为我撑开温暖的油纸伞
                                                                                                     是谁在生存的高地
                                                                                                     向我拼命地呼喊
                                                                                                     是谁——
                                                                                                     提一壶陈年的佳酿
                                                                                                     醉得我泪流满面