脚步

走了一个季节的晓光日暮

              在这萧瑟的阡陌红尘路

                                         已经木然

                                    听见

                     边角的北国

             正是红颜往事

  寂寞是风谱的回首

回首落叶秋天

                        很安静、安静

                                  只剩下一行行无声脚印

                                                                合着夜色陶醉

                                                                                       背后

                                                                                               一片狼藉

                                                                                                                  有人在梳妆打扮