黑夜
                                                                                 月亮将我的影子无限拉长 ，
                                                                                 风将门轻轻推开。
                                                                                 沿着楼角，眼光贴着门的边沿，
                                                                                 注意到一堆叫不出名字的红叶
                                                                                 散落一地……
                                                                                 轻步上楼，抬起头，
                                                                                 隔着山，看到一座桥上的霓虹照亮了车水马龙；
                                                                                 另一座桥却受着黄色的灯，守着来往的独行人。
                                                                                 我想它是我一样守着寂寞的，
                                                                                 却不和我一样悲凉的，因为水将它的思绪带向远方……
                                                                                 走上阳台，吹着冷风。
                                                                                 思绪像泡沫般被风吹散，
                                                                                 我喜欢这样无所事事的放开心扉，放松自己。
                                                                                 我喜欢无声的时间像水一样流过我的皮肤。
                                                                                 倚靠在阳台上，
                                                                                 我相信， 黑夜总会过去!