自我

                                 门外有两棵绽放的仙人掌

                                 一棵累满伤痕  平滑干净

                                       在百花丛中盎然绿意  等待春

    的临幸

                                                                     生命从那鲜艳的伤痕里悄然逝去                        

                                  另一棵向着四季

                                  稚气 骄傲 幸福的挺立

                                  向着那遥不可及的天地

                                  任尖锐肆意

                                 游荡在沙漠 绿地

                                不死不灭