一汪故乡的圆月
                          洗尽项圈的晶莹
                          一只补了的旧碗
                          粘满乡土的懵懂
                          一圈惬意的围观
                          打发着夏日闲情
                         
                      
                          一把散乱的铜板
                          送走了爱的温情
                          一把纸糊的军刀
                          斩断了孤魂憧憬
                         
                          一个画不圆的圈
                          锁住做不完的梦
                          一串饿狼的红眼
                          抹去最后的惊恐
                         
  
                          一地野草的蔓延
                          一个孤客的前行
                          一支矛枪的折断
                          一簇死火的升腾
     
                          一次平凡的出生
                          一场孤独的觉醒