嘀嗒嘀嗒的钟表

               是一支时光的笔

               把记忆涂抹成两种颜色

               书写了交心的故事

               记录了花开的春天

               也留下了落樱的忧伤

               心与心的跳动

               流淌着爱的溪流

               昨夜的秋风

               淹没了嘀嗒步履

               却掀开了那本厚厚的情书

               按捺不住的思绪

               像小鸟一样

               飞进沉沉夜幕

               去啄食那段

               刻骨铭心的情殇

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