端起黄昏 

                                              却，又放下

 

                                           人世间有百媚千红

                                           我只钟情于这一种   

 

                                              感情里的戏

                                              我缺少演技    

 

                                           在这孤单的角色里

                                           我只能微笑着哭泣     

 

                                             醉醒后的朦胧

                                             夕阳残   残如血

 

                                              几度春与秋

                                              花开    花败    

 

                                             寻不回的

                                             是曾经遗落的美好

 

                                              零乱了

                                              早已苍白的岁月