春暖

                                                            



                                                                          风一样的自由
                                                                          风一样的遇见
                                                                         甚至像风一样的轻步林间
                                                                         寻觅满山的嫣红
                                                                         还有你  隐约而来的甘甜

                                                                          ——题记




          

                                                                                （一）
                                                                          夜    拉长了思绪
                                                                          低头看弦上滑落的符号
                                                                          将音节慢慢地打碎
                                                                          看不见的  看见了
                                                                          浮沉沁透的流年
                                                                          一点一点的呈现
                                                                         于是开始恍惚的细数着
                                                                         心界  曾载满梦的初始
                                                                         以及终极的零点



                                                                               （二）
                                                                        冬去了
                                                                       迎面而来的应该是春吧
                                                                       而月下的人
                                                                       仅是单薄的身
                                                                       抬头   那些高耸的霓虹
                                                                       忽然间割伤了 孱弱的魂
                                                                       你不解释
                                                                       一些凛冽的风袭来
                                                                       风语着
                                                                       如同     你的故事 
   


                                                                            （三）
                                                                        梦里的笑容
                                                                        是父母站在村口  
                                                                        潮湿中满是希冀
                                                                        瞬间    
                                                                        打点了那小小的行囊 
                                                                        清唱着一首温暖的名字
                                                                        而后坚定了另一方的天堂
                                                                        凝固的心   几分薄凉
                                                                        拼了      赢了    
                                                                        于是你的心   不再流浪
                                                                        希望
                                                                        却在某天的回望中   
                                                                        不经意便点亮了忧伤




                                                                           （四)
                                                                        坐在心里的轮
                                                                        一天一个样
                                                                        只是风啊   一直  
                                                                        倦意来了  只想失忆的睡去
                                                                        笨拙的笔再怎么努力
                                                                        也画不出曾经的模样
                                                                        一抹烟影
                                                                        圈点着过往
                                                                        而你
                                                                        依然   站在孤独里



                                                                              （五）
                                                                         遥远的地方在哪
                                                                         痴望中   跋山涉水 
                                                                         来来去去
                                                                         你用剩下的时间  
                                                                         慢慢地堆砌
                                                                         一些温柔的褶皱
                                                                         远了     又近了
                                                                         一些轻浅的剪影
                                                                         是否
                                                                         近了   又远了



                                                                            （六）

                                                                         轻婉的月光
                                                                         折射出水的岸
                                                                         寂静了
                                                                         原来你不只是  
                                                                         单单属于这个夜晚
                                                                         2014
                                                                        神往春天
                                                                        等 —— 
                                                                        待那花开时


                                                                       （后记）
                                                                        你一定还记得吧
                                                                         那时
                                                                        怀想着滨海的某个城市  
                                                                        一方蓝的山下
                                                                        那一所供你的小屋
                                                                        手持执念
                                                                        笑看脚下的浪花翻卷……