倒一杯白开水，                                                           坐在晌午阳光下，                                                        白色蒸汽缭绕腾起，                                                    阳光下愈加彰显，                                                       眼眸追寻它的去处，                                                   半空中化为虚无。                                                           杯还捧在手中，                                                            水也未曾动过，                                                           缕缕白色仍在升起，                                                    可慢慢变淡了，                                                            即便是在这样的阳光下，                                           开水渐渐失去了温度，                                                手也有一丝凉意，                                                        即便是在这样的阳光下。                                           终究是全部消散，                                                         仿佛从未出现过，                                                        停留在半空中的目光，                                                一杯凉透的白开水。