一、春日里

                                                             春日里的江南
                                                             低矮的，有些做作
                                                             风吹一线
                                                             我在面孔与背影之间
                                                             游离，不对称的
                                                             应对某种茫然

                                                             这是蜕了壳的东吴
                                                             举手投足
                                                             都能在太湖里
                                                             找到一种久违的倒影

                                                             看三英战吕布
                                                             血液又一次无力的
                                                             沸腾了一下
                                                             所谓叱咤风云
                                                             不过是书生的幻觉

                                                             退一步细想，我们究竟
                                                             捏造了多少佛事情缘

                                                              心志再高远
                                                              也会毁于某种缺憾
                                                              我再愚钝
                                                              也会梦于春日
                                                              如同我们烂漫的笑容
                                                              已经掩映不住
                                                              那个越来越近的春天