时间渐渐地淡去
                                                             在老房子边上的蔷薇
                                                                      年年地开
                                                        开出一个又一个美丽的世界
                                                                  而所见的面孔
                                                             有些也活在脑海中
                                                            尘封在多彩的回忆中
                                                             笑声回荡在童年里
                                                 多少游荡的朋友如歌唱的民谣一样
                                                               在阳光中绽放
                                                            消弥在古城的砖瓦里