Author: de-er
•Tuesday, March 29, 2011

我把岁月的见证,别在衣襟。

倘若你读过其中皱褶,你会知道,有些过去,无法烫平。

我们步履轻佻,任迎面的风,轻抚回忆。

红色是你,蓝色是我。

踏步向前。

到一个叫做“老”的地方。

若干年后,蹒跚而行,挥挥衣袖。

期待好久以前的那一朵云彩。




得尔
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2 comments:

On 29/3/11 5:39 PM , 啦啦仔 said...

我不懂你原来还是个诗人。

喜欢这一句:

有些过去,无法烫平

 
On 30/3/11 11:04 AM , de-er said...

哈,我每次写完这些诗不像诗的问题,都恨不得将他们删除。