生活，慢慢趋于平淡，
                                                                                  退休后的日子清闲。
                                                                                  清闲得若细雨，
                                                                                  清闲得若微风。
                                                                                  清闲时，诗书慢卷。
                                                                                  我在唐诗里徘徊，
                                                                                  我在宋词里倘徉。
                                                                                  净化了心灵，
                                                                                  却没有累出热汗。
                                                                                  看到动情处，
                                                                                  还时不时的，为古人泪潸。
                                                                                  莫说我煽情，
                                                                                  为古人拘一把泪，
                                                                                  那是我把古人当作镜鉴。
                                                                                  为的是，我活得更潇洒、自然。
                                                                                  岁月，慢慢剥蚀着容颜。
                                                                                  我不因，容颜的苍桑而悲；
                                                                                  也不因，步履的蹒跚而惨。
                                                                                  静谧的心灵，
                                                                                  伴着湛蓝的青天。
                                                                                  略显迟钝的大恼，
                                                                                  游弋在冰川雪原。
                                                                                  我想，我之所想，
                                                                                  梦，我之所梦 。
                                                                                  我的梦想就是：
                                                                                  李白的浪漫，
                                                                                  杜甫的现实，
                                                                                  苏轼的豪迈，
                                                                                  李清照的凄婉。
                                                                                  浪漫，让我更加懂得党的情怀；
                                                                                  现实，让我更加珍惜 国的灿烂； 
                                                                                  豪迈，让我高歌今天的幸福生活；
                                                                                  凄婉，让我对亲人更加依恋思念。