北方飞狐

                                                                                天空靠近游离的中心
                                                                                为什么会没有牢固的支撑物
                                                                                被遗弃的，不再是那些百无聊赖的云
                                                                                流离失所的人
                                                                                他一件件脱下梦想的衣裳 
                                                                                赤着脚裸狂奔，眨眼间
                                                                                跌倒在天空和原野的魂魄里

                                                                                世界本来很小
                                                                                小到没有周旋的余地
                                                                                就像现在，没有亲人的异地
                                                                                矮小的羊肉倌
                                                                                把一盆冒着热气的羊肉
                                                                                端上来，端成你
                                                                                冬天里，暖心的亲人