溥仪
 历史的长河                   
 你是一片                    
 独色的浮萍                        
 那是                       
 天边的云彩                         
 坠落                        
在激流和漩涡之中                        
懵懂的年轮                         
碾转                        
无尽的                       
繁华和喧嚣                       
飘落                        
辛酸的                        
历史尘埃                  
你历经                        
世纪风雨                        
饱经                       
冰雪和沧桑                      
你是海市蜃楼                         
虚幻的余晖                     
灿烂着                         
别人的光芒                        
在岁月的棋盘           
你只是一枚                       
摆放                       
摇曳的棋子                         
填补                      
时间的空白                         
历史开了                         
巨大玩笑                         
幸运的是你                       
不幸的也是你                     
最想忘记的是你                         
最难忘的还是你                        
最想原谅的是你                       
最痛恨的也是你                         
你拥有                        
自己的豪华                         
但享受着别人的自由                          
你握着                          
至高的权势                   
却宣读着别人的圣旨                           
喜剧的出身                          
悲剧的人生                          
历史                        
给你一个 乌龙              
你欠                           
历史一个交待
三岁的天真                      
打不败无邪                        
乳汁未干                                                                                                                                                                                                  顶不住皇冠的威严               
像一个道具                      
演绎着中国                
落幕的戏剧                    
你编辑了历史                    
历史也编辑着你
也曾年少                     
也曾风流                     
爱过自己的爱                    
无奈过自己的无奈                   
在豪华的窗外                   
贪婪凡人的                    
清贫快乐                     
悠闲和自在
寂寞的浪漫                    
苍白乏味                      
独享着                     
凝固的奢华                
皇室的奢威                 
抵不过                      
东夷一个眼神                      
每天                    
欺骗着                     
自己的尊严                     
猥亵着              
民族的呐喊
也曾韶华英俊                   
也曾风华正茂                  
西洋风                  
浸染灵魂                  
琴键                  
飘出美妙的音符                 
笔墨                  
流畅优美曲线            
学贯中西                   
奈何不了                    
生活的
帅气的军装                     
遮盖着                    
空虚的笑脸              
 纵然是                     
三军之鼎                     
也是                  
秋叶满地                    
枪炮                     
陪葬                     
寂寥的蝉鸣
                    
谭玉龄                  
荷塘月色下                    
洁白的莲子                    
青纯幽香                    
红颜                    
暂遇知己                    
花开五秋                    
薄命                    
难逃自古的规则                    
凋零                    
永久的                    
传说中
尘埃                      
终将落定                      
梦醒时分                      
涅盘重生                      
本是一棵草                      
难承暴风寒                     
悬着的马靴                      
踏实了                       
忐忑的心                       
于是                       
看到了                       
云卷云舒                       
于是                        
听到了                        
鸟语花香
历史的砝码                      
裁决一切                      
污垢                      
法理的天平                      
荡涤                      
扭曲的灵魂                       
命运多舛                      
像掉线的风筝                      
摇曳在                      
多事之秋                      
结束了                       
一个                      
不该存在的朝代
                       
末代皇后                       
杀青宫廷剧                       
婉容                       
在合适的年龄                       
错进了不合适的地方                       
在恋爱的季节                       
恋上了                       
危险的恋人                       
准确地说                       
恋错了这个年代                       
痴心和守候                      
逃不过                        
冷宫的炎凉                        
百般的呵护                       
换不来                        
微弱的怜悯                        
注定                        
是悲剧的化身                       
注定                        
是无言的结局
                       
在梦醒的时候                       
走进了                      
 花开的庭院                      
迷乱的季节                       
遇到了阳光                       
历经                       
世事沧桑                       
冰释                        
历史前嫌                       
在不幸的人生                       
享用一个                      
安详的晚年                       
沐浴                       
温馨的时代                                                                                                                                                                  
2018年，11月30日上午，参观长春伪满皇宫。勿忘国耻，永记历史！