静静的藤萝

                                                                                     看你温软的香长出脚来
                                                                                     试探着爬上木栅荡起秋千
                                                                                     那小小的朵里
                                                                                     装着一万个春天不知道的
                                                                                     秘密
                                                                                     迎着晨光和露珠
                                                                                     张开了嘴巴
                                                                                     吹过的风装作不知
                                                                                     走过的人装作不知
                                                                                     听你银子似的笑声
                                                                                     传遍花园

                                                                                            纸上江南

                                                                                     宣纸上水墨十八变的江南
                                                                                     镜头里粉面桃花的江南
                                                                                     一滴水，锁住前朝旧事
                                                                                     往事像穿堂风
                                                                                     呼啦啦没了影踪
                                                                                     只有泥罐子老茶泡软的吴侬软语
                                                                                     咿咿呀呀
                                                                                     青堂瓦舍的老宅院、青花瓷
                                                                                     乌篷船、还有庄边褪色的老戏楼
                                                                                     都跟着晃晃荡荡……
                                                                                     纸上江南，有着柔软的心肠
                                                                                     像一滴墨落在水里
                                                                                     根深已久

                                                                                            光影世界

                                                                                     天光追着云影
                                                                                     雾岚挽着晨风
                                                                                     看大自然的调色盘
                                                                                     抖动手腕——
                                                                                     黛色为山，靛蓝作峰
                                                                                     白雾填满了沟壑
                                                                                     森林焕发出青葱
                                                                                     该工笔的工笔
                                                                                     该朦胧的朦胧
                                                                                     还有那影影绰绰的一抹红
                                                                                     不知是谁的手帕或是私物
                                                                                     晾晒在大自然的阁楼中

                                                                                            乡愁

                                                                                     是谁把故乡置于梦境
                                                                                     月白风清或旭日东升时
                                                                                     盘根错节的村子
                                                                                     袒露真实呼吸
                                                                                     高大的树木把守村庄
                                                                                     往事在小巷里进进出出
                                                                                     一盘圆月
                                                                                     在炊烟的陪护下
                                                                                     足以收留所有的乡愁

                                                                                            希望

                                                                                     海风在远处游弋
                                                                                     腥咸的日子挂满汗水
                                                                                     抖落渔网上潮湿的星星
                                                                                     又一个崭新的日子
                                                                                     微笑着铺开

                                                                                     汗水之于生活
                                                                                     一如阳光面朝大海
                                                                                     用最低处的光
                                                                                     迎接天地不尽的恩赐

                                                                                     快乐是永久的。泛着水花
                                                                                     的渔歌踏上了岩石
                                                                                     日子像手中的网
                                                                                     每一次打开都鼓满了希望