夜，

                            伏在退却的喧闹里

                               旋拨星月清韵

                                丝丝  缕缕

                            捻动心弦灵动的牵挂

                            夜，

                             放逐思想的源头

                              浅酌琴瑟妙音

                              淡淡  幽幽

                            绵延心海如歌的行板

                                  于是

                            梦，

                             爱在夜里开花

                            开醒我诗的梵音

                           洒下鸟语花香的禅意

                                于是

                           在夜递进的衰老里

                        在孤独无法禁锢的苑囿里

                        我拎着善感带有甜味的文字

                        去中和世界冷漠苦涩的表情