雨巷

                                         江南小巷   三月细雨

                                         一个残落的小梦

                                         如烟朦胧

                                         岁月在青苔上的轻微剪影

                                         一如你细碎的脚步

                                         踏碎千年繁华后的寂静

                                         我该醒来

                                         还是如悠悠的钟声

                                         消逝于辽远的天际

                                         寂寂

                                                【也许我只能远远地望着你，但这样也很好，至少不会失去】