习惯了机械的码字儿

                                                     堆砌这长长短短的心墙

                                                     贫血的城那么苍白

                                                     阳光也好久不曾照进来

                                                     我渴望走进诗的国度

                                                     却找不到那条诡异的路

                                                     我羡慕那些自由的牧人

                                                     我想在夜里放牧我的诗行

                                                     从春天那棵开花的树上

                                                     折下柔嫩妩媚的枝条

                                                     插在那只尘封了许久的瓶里

                                                     让我的眼溢出生命的春光

                                                     我的心总挤满了期待

                                                     似乎也少不了灰色的阴霾

                                                     我相信有您引领的日子

                                                     我可以走向美好的未来