清晨六点的早市

                                    那么多人

                                    排那么长的队

                                    都只为

                                    吃到

                                    你炸得油条

 

                                   软软的面条

                                   滚烫的菜油

                                   你麻利的手脚

                                   开出

                                   数不清的浪花

 

                                  你的丈夫

                                  满脸汗珠的丈夫

                                  数着一块块的零钱

                                  数着你们结结实实的日子

                                  再朝你

                                  憨憨的笑

 

                                  你把所有油条

                                  卖光了

                                  你累的

                                  饿的

                                  直不起腰