边城
                              张小闲

                     如果不是今天，
                     我们早已忘记，
                     忘记了有条奔涌的河，
                             发源于我们的土地，  
                     她是异域民族的摇篮，
                             融汇边陲与他乡的血脉，
                    小城是这条河上的明珠，                    
                    缅玉、翡翠、茶叶、瓷器、锦缎从这里集贩，
                    哀牢关………
                    在河旁伫立了两千年，
                    述说着沧海桑田、茶马古道，
                            驿站信使的马蹄声………
                     更换着天朝旗帜，
                     这里，
                             天朝是如此遥远……
                    大山是如此亲近，
                                鸡犬相闻，
                     如桃源………如世外………
                     早已忘记，
                              早已忘记………
                              只有茶队的铃声，
                      回荡在历史的雾气里，
                      沧海桑田………
                      黑黑的巍峨城楼，
                                 静静地诉说着………
                      岁月的变幻，
                      
                      边城上，
                      有数不完河，流不尽水……
                             白皙如水如山的姑娘，
                             服饰艳丽……
                             打着鼓，挑着舞，
                       孔雀屏绽开是吉祥美好，
                       刀上火海绽开是辛福爱情，
                       持长弓射蜡訇……
                       爬杆、舞狮、赛马、对歌、舞青龙………                       
                       天堂之舞有天堂……万人欢舞有狂欢………
                       泼水，安康快乐的祝福，
                       大盈江坦荡自如，
                                          奔流飞泄，
                       叠水如棉，不用弓弹花自散，
                       白绸云涌如飞雪，
                       生活与自然的谐音美妙奏响，
                      大佛脚印、菩提寺、大金塔………
                      勐达光、扎朵、奘相、广母贺卯………
                      边城里的神秘向往，
                      
                      边城，                     
                      如水如山的姑娘， 
                      如田如家的小伙，   
                      万物之主灵动的群舞，
                      唱不完的歌………
                      如桃源………如世外………    
                      
                      还有………   
                     “撒苤”……“泡鲁达”……“绿包宴”……    
                                          
                      街市，
                      这通向异域他乡的路………
                      口岸。