三月的天书都印错，

                                                          竟无人知晓。

                                                          四月的天空不肯裂帛，

                                                          五月的拾衣如何起头？

                                                          祈愿记得回家的路，

                                                          并肩涉过遥远的风景。

                                                          往后

                                                          已无故事

                                                          往昔

                                                          永恒化

                                                          一切

                                                          都还记得

                                                         路

                                                         那样长，

                                                         像是过了一生。

                                                         流水浮舟、深夜

                                                         点燃了冰冷的岁月。

                                                         开怀笑得容忍，

                                                         粼粼波光，

                                                         宁静流向远方，

                                                         这年华，

                                                         追忆已惘然。

                                                         错过了一地春熙樱花的幽雅。