远  方 

                                                                身在远方
                                                                我才真正理解了海子
                                                                理解了他的体验
                                                                远在远方的远 
                                                                真的比远方更远
                                                                我感觉到
                                                                所谓的远方
                                                                只是远走他乡的游子
                                                                与家相隔的一段
                                                                较远的距离
                                                                其实，真正的远方
                                                                永远都在翘首以望
                                                                却无法抵达的
                                                                远方


                                                                有一种思念

                                                                有一种思念
                                                                只能珍藏在心底
                                                                一旦说出
                                                                就淡化了许多诗意

                                                                有一种思念 
                                                                犹如窖藏经年的美酒
                                                                一旦开启
                                                                就拉近了心与心的距离


                                                                失眠的夜晚

                                                                失眠的夜晚
                                                                寂静成火车的轰鸣
                                                                一声声汽笛
                                                                扰乱了谁的梦境
                                                                那急促的速度
                                                                我想，一定是在
                                                                向着家的方向 
                                                                飞行


                                                                雨一直在下

                                                                雨一直在下
                                                                从秋天一直下到冬天
                                                                还不肯停歇
                                                                又从陕西一直下到山东
                                                                丝丝缕缕缠缠绵绵
                                                                恰似一张天然的大网
                                                                殊不知，网住的
                                                                全是人间不了的情感


                                                                方  向

                                                                我的方向感不强
                                                                特别是在大山深处
                                                                山连着山山套着山
                                                                更让我迷失了方向

                                                                突然，一列火车
                                                                从我脚下的大山腹部钻出
                                                                钢轨，在太阳的照射下
                                                                闪着明亮亮的光 

                                                                此刻，我敢断定 
                                                                钢轨收缩的那头
                                                                一定就是家的方向

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