悄悄的把這種子播下
                       直到有一天
                       微風(fēng)拂過臉頰
                      才發(fā)現(xiàn)    在著貧瘠的懸崖
                      它已經(jīng)發(fā)芽    我已經(jīng)長大
                      醉的午夜  我在你的前線
                      這秋月繽紛的碎片
                      身影邊平添了斑斑落葉
                      在痛楚的邊緣
                      你的語音天籟而又纏綿
                      猶如資水滔滔不絕
                      十六開的雪在紙上輕眠
                      正是我無用的眷念
                      俊友
                      江南起程的初鳴大雁
                      已經(jīng)在你面前
                      告訴你 震震手寫來的震震友電
                      永遠不會改變
                      溫情中美麗而憂傷的緘