偏远山区的老院里
                         隐现着一位伛偻的老人
                           骨瘦如柴以拐杖为伴
                       佝偻着腰颤颤巍巍的背影
                            散发出坚定的精神
                              一生热衷于劳作
                                 辛勤地打造
                         那伴随着一生的老院子
                               这里的一草一木
                         都得益于老人的细心浇灌
                             猫儿狗儿也忙忙碌碌
                               跟随在老人的身后
                             充当着老院的保卫者
                            即使遇到什么艰难险阻
                            也掐灭不了心中的焰火
                                

                                北边的风呼呼作响
                            此时老人抬起干枯的手
                               捋平风中飘摇的银须
                             泪沟里流露出千古惆怅
                                   笑眯眯的小眼睛
                           再也掩藏不了发抖的泪花
                                     黏稠的眼眵
                               遮挡了前方的视线
                           在意念里孤独的盼望着
                                     远方的孩子
                                    未曾想过放弃
                                   随着时间的流逝
                                 远方那头迟迟未果
                                         

                                       时日不多了
                                     老人于心不忍
                                老泪纵横的挥洒衣袖
                              擦火点燃了手中的老烟斗
                                   美滋滋的吸了一口
                                   随后吐了一团烟雾
                                       骑着那匹瘦驴
                                   走向了西边的山谷
                               离开了历史悠久的老院
                                       永久地封存在
                                       冰冷的石窟中
                                       老人不再孤独
                                           蓦然回首
                                            这一切
                              只能漂游在散落的记忆里