随笔

                                                                                                               ——慕容莲华
                                                                                           昏黄的路灯
                                                                                照耀在不知通往何处的路上
                                                                                     所以得一切都静止了
                                                                                    仿佛会随着角落的钟摆
                                                                                            滴答、滴答
                                                                                         草丛中的猫叫声
                                                                                     撕裂了这如黑布般的
                                                                                          毫无生气的夜
                                                                                         暗暗地透不过气
                                                                                              窗内的我
                                                                                     望着没有星光的天空
                                                                                    抚摸着披下长长的黑发
                                                                                    湮入这不见边际的绝望