七月 9th, 2010

转瞬间,它收回了

细柳的金边

令树林在黑暗中

尴尬地沉默

仿佛赤裸


水边的芦苇已忍不住

啜泣,一次次弯下腰
摸着黑,在河面上打捞

流散的碎银


但谁也无法

再将那流逝的光

重新穿在自己身上
 
 

这就是我们应称之为

财富的东西

2010.0709

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