在漫着雾的乡野里，我追寻                                      

着那来自林间急促的脚步，                                     

余光却闪烁出两条小经，                                        

这无不显出它的独解。                                              
                                                                                

迷茫了，但生活的钟得走。                                     

苍阴，无不叫人痴流，今时，                                 

我既走了一条无归之路，后悔了，                         

但还是选择了去。                                                     
                                                                                 

终于，一丝影在花的艳缀下，                                   

被皎月照得格亮，我                                                 

想是你，可风轻柔地吹着，一切                             

都仿诺停息，就这静静的待着!