不期不遇
                         仍是太过寻常的规律
                         但其中的纷繁
                         能有多少人来轻语
                         苍凉递次被淹埋
                         秋蝉，也无法鸣言
 
                         也许曾经
                         有过一丝蚕缕
                         飘在你我肩头
                         但当市谣的水汽凝结
                         蚕缕，也终究只是蚕缕
                         无法织成一袭
                         华美的云裳

                         清风将露珠摇落
                         浸润眼睑，留下
                         一条美丽的纹路
                        我只想让你成为
                        我心中的神妤
                        没想过
                        仆仆风尘将我淹没

                        穿过尘烟
                        云雀在我耳边低语：
                        未曾遇见的美丽
                        在心底！