拿着紫色馒头的小女孩，                                      是不是安徒生的童话，                                             降临到这个阴雨绵绵的时刻，                            街道对面的吉庆街的样子，                              麻花肥肠的美味和弹和弦的袁老师。                    你说你的学生如此美丽，                                     也能有一个纵横舞台的梦。                                  丹麦的节日也许异彩，                                            绵延的路迢永无尽头，                                          心灵的奔波不属于劳累，                                      远航的船只不仅是过客。                                   生活的角落停停顿顿，                                                 前面某个过道崎岖幻想，                                         只在未来的某个时刻绽放欣然。                          曼谷园的座椅还有昨日的温度，                       那个人是否还有行旅拖来，                              那方方的笑脸还闪烁在我的眼前。