这个冬月
                    在桥头洲畔
                    风，吹落了我的一缕白发

                    破雾晨练
                    还是那声笛
                    启奏一个时代的节拍和梦想

                    倚栏夜读
                    还是那束光
                    照亮一个少年的心事和前程

                    如今，临江而居
                    还是那杆枪
                    守护一座城市的平平仄仄

                    洲，和江顺流
                    桥，跨江越岸
                    其实，那本书名吉安的词典
                    当年，便有关于和顺、跨越的鲜活注解

                    梧桐和沙滩已成往事
                    今夜，吻如潮水
                    拥你入怀
                    我只想
                    你的来生依旧芳华绝代