个人日记

                                                                            你说南山的雏菊开了
                                                                            盖过屋顶上的山坡,十月里
                                                                            秋阳一把火,烤红了枫林
                                                                            站在空着的田野上,望天
                                                                            你的视线很远,远过故乡的炊烟
                                                                            这些话语,在夜里
                                                                            像不甘堕落的蝴蝶
                                                                            枕着翼翅和梦
                                                                            下载了睡眠前的序曲
                                                                            睡过的温床,其实很冷
                                                                            夜空稀有星星,月亮的孤独
                                                                            铺就地面上一层冷凝的霜
                                                                            白昼里那些着火的柿子
                                                                            夜里少了热情,泛着白光
                                                                            温暖离你只有一步之遥
                                                                            当你不开灯的窗户
                                                                            漏过水样的月光,把不住夜鸟的尖叫
                                                                            心,隐隐有了一层纸薄的霜寒 

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