当你习惯了
                                   地铁与电梯的速度与惬意时
                                   当你再也离不开
                                   虹灯下的彩色世界

 
                                   当你白皙的脸庞
                                   卷起醉意的潮红时
                                   被微风搅动而杂乱无章的秀发
                                   突然在垂落的柳丝面前

                                   黯然失色时
                                   你是否还记得
                                   乡间那清澈的小溪

                                   趁时光流速
                                   还未抹去你光洁的额头
                                   去走走你熟悉的曲折小路
                                   去看看在黄昏中
                                   被炊烟稀释的乡村小梦
                                   去听听睡在山腰上的
                                   父亲的殷殷呼唤

 
                                   七彩的夜会使鲜红的心脏失色
                                  快节奏的惬意
                                   若用野望来膨胀
                                   你一切美好的设想
                                   都将会失去真善美的自然风光


                                   二0一一年十一月二十三日于长沙

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