这时，时间
                         便老人般倦坐在我的身旁
                         默默，同与潭水对视

                         露未消，石板小径
                         呵出幽深而静寂的寒气
                         腊梅一瓣瓣开出高古

                         日子越来越空旷
                         如冬之荒野
                         如精疲力竭的死亡

                         幸福之人的幸福
                         比痛苦还要痛苦
                         人无烦恼，烦恼者是物

                         叩问嶙峋石壁
                         与乌龙轻轻对语，可否
                         碧潭上空有鸟啼如诉
                         云缠绵，山茶红透
                         是谁？永恒地用一种姿态
                         站成孤傲

                         也许那时尚能发现
                         心与潭一般
                         轻松时并不是归途

                         这时，我
                         便老人般倦坐在时间的身旁
                         默默，同与潭水对视