我想
                           把岁月碾碎
                    堆砌成一个个酒杯
                           斟满忧伤
                          和往事干杯
                         最好一饮而尽
            因为我怕酸甜苦辣的余味太过厚重
                        压弯了你的背垒

                               我想
                  生活还可以换一种颜色
                  可以是老屋门前的水井
                  也可以是暮色苍茫的大地
                         最好小口啜饮
                      因为我怕金黄的麦浪
                        淹没了故乡的柳绿

                                我想
                         阿拉伯海岸边
                                那个
                      在沙漠里数星星
                               的孩子
                        迷失了回家的路