那样急，那样缓 
                            这爱的节奏跳得这么急缓
                            我好 熟悉；我好陌生  
                            像在陌生的街道上行走的浪子
                            我好孤独，我好悲凉
                            远眺着山道上驻足的游子
                            那颗情种已在我内心发芽
                            按耐不住的枝芽在生长
                            我好像和她似曾相识
                            相遇在某一年的林荫街道上
                             那时她看了我一眼
                            幸福的种子已在我心里萌芽
                             热情的火种以点燃我
                            内心里“储蓄”的冬季枯柴 
                             我不必着急，不须着急这寒冷的冬天了。
                            我只怕这大火会一直烧到我生命
                            枯谢的那一天，还没有灭
                            理智的热情呢？去哪了？
                            我只怕远渡的飞鸟无法到达青海
                           我也很怕那青海湖的水
                           无法熄灭我内心的大火，因为
                             我已经病入膏肓了。