你的生日
                                是一幅现代油画
                                烛苗舔着火的舌头
                                绕你岁月发痒
                                于是
                               你的岁月飞起来了
                               从前是风吹动的星星
                               现在你又拥有奶油的月亮
                               如果
                               你能在生日的边缘弹吉他
                               把今年的春天也拨得
                               格外的明朗
                               那么你可以轻轻地睡去了
                               给这生日添上一抹
                               古典风景