晨雾紧逼着小路

                     睡沉了的雾

                     沉的那样浓重

                     以至让人辩不出

                     来时的路

                     孩子说

                     爸爸！  看这不是雾

                     是云在睡吗

                     问得我醉了

                     醉入这世......

                     ......

                               作者：ashuduohe                                                                        1996.8.17.

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