站在时光的码头
                                      眺望五月的深邃与厚重
                                      就在这始于流火的季节
                                      麦田的心事汇成了金色的海洋

                                      五月的少女 麦粒一样丰盈
                                      五月的少男 穿越了季节的篱笆
                                      相思相恋火一样的炽烫
                                      宛如一浪高过一浪的麦浪

                                      通往五月的曲径
                                      不知名的花儿默默的绽放
                                      那里的乡亲正在摩拳擦掌
                                      置身麦田而心花怒放

                                      我静静地听
                                      竟听到了种豆得豆种瓜得瓜的民谣
                                      乡亲头顶已泛黄的草帽
                                      背着炽阳播下了绿色的希望

                                      我在地头默立了许久
                                      重温了只有耕耘才有收获这篇文章
                                      一只五月鸟突然掠过我的心绪
                                      我要与这鸟儿一起放飞心田里的梦想
 
                                      收获为五月着色
                                      我不能在这里久久陶醉麦的芳香
                                      还要把那黑色的土地
                                      用汗水再一次的染成金黄