停下笔的那瞬间
                                                                                            --- 别枝中意
                                                                      
                                                                            书上的字晕乎乎的
                                                                            手上的笔有些许欢呼
                                                                            冰冷的钟还带了点人情味
                                                                            阳光落在桌上欢雀着舞蹈
        
                                                                            风儿也来凑热闹
                                                                            咋咋呼呼地捎来封信
                                                                            纸留余香却满满空白
                                                                            怕不是花儿寄来的？
 
                                                                             飘零的落叶寻找着归处
                                                                             忽然的嬉笑声有些许乍耳
                                                                             字珠里的画带着些许幻象
                                                                              难道幻象着画中里的画？