热浪在身后追赶
                                                     冲出围城
                                                     奔跑出风
                                                     天际一片云朵
                                                     那只是传说
                                                     或想象
 
                                                     滋润干涸的心田
                                                     只有等待
                                                     绿荫从眼前飞逝
                                                     难发觉秋凉虫的声音
                                                     禾叶卷缩
                                                     塘岸无钓
 
                                                     雨的确来过
                                                     孑身逗留
                                                     单影飘忽
                                                     没有擦湿地皮
                                                     远方传来洪涝灾害的消息