会唱歌的鸢尾花zt

                                     我的忧伤因为你的照耀
                                      升起一圈淡淡的光轮
                                       ——题记
                                      一
                                      在你的胸前
                                     我已变成会唱歌的鸢尾花
                                      你呼吸的轻风吹动我
                                      在一片叮当响的月光下
                                      用你宽宽的手掌
                                      暂时
                                      覆盖我吧

                                      二
                                     现在我可以做梦了吗
                                     雪地。大森林
                                    古老的风铃和斜塔
                                    我可以要一株真正的圣诞树吗
                                    上面挂满
                                    溜冰鞋、神笛和童话
                                     焰火、喷泉般炫耀欢乐
                                    我可以大笑着在街道上奔跑吗

                                    三
                                   我那小篮子呢
                                   我的丰产田里长草的秋收啊
                                   我那旧水壶呢
                                   我的脚手架下干渴的午休啊
                                   我的从未打过的蝴蝶结
                                   我的英语练习：I love you，love you
                                   我的街灯下折叠而又拉长的身影啊
                                   我那无数次
                                    流出来又咽进去的泪水啊
                                    还有
                                    还有
                                    不要问我
                                    为什么在梦中微微转侧
                                    往事，像躲在墙角的蛐蛐
                                    小声而固执地呜咽着

                                       四
                                      让我做个宁静的梦吧
                                      不要离开我
                                       那条很短很短的街
                                       我们已经走了很长很长的岁月
                                       让我做个安详的梦吧
                                        不要惊动我
                                        别理睬那盘旋不去的鸦群
                                       只要你眼中没有一丝阴云
                                       让我做个荒唐的梦吧
                                       不要笑话我
                                        我要葱绿地每天走进你的诗行
                                         又绯红地每晚回到你的身旁

                                         让我做个狂悖的梦吧
                                         原谅并且容忍我的专制
                                         当我说：你是我的！你是我的
                                         亲爱的，不要责备我……
                                         我甚至渴望
                                         涌起热情的千万层浪头
                                         千万次把你淹没

                                         五
                                        当我们头挨着头
                                        像乘着向月球去的高速列车
                                        世界发出尖锐的啸声向后倒去
                                         时间疯狂地旋转
                                        雪崩似地纷纷摔落
                                        当我们悄悄对视
                                        灵魂像一片画展中的田野
                                         一涡儿一涡儿阳光
                                         吸引我们向更深处走去
                                         寂静、充实、和谐

                                         六
                                        就这样
                                        握着手坐在黑暗里
                                        听那古老而又年轻的声音
                                        在我们心中穿来穿去
                                        即使有个帝王前来敲门
                                        你也不必搭理
                                        但是……

                                       七
                                        等等？那是什么？什么声响
                                        唤醒我血管里猩红的节拍
                                        当我晕眩的时候
                                        永远清醒的大海啊
                                        那是什么？谁的意志
                                         使我肉体和灵魂的眼睛一起睁开
                                         “你要每天背起十字架
                                          跟我来”

                                         八
                                         伞状的梦
                                         蒲公英一般飞逝
                                         四周一片环形山

                                        九
                                        我情感的三角梅啊
                                         你宁可生生灭灭
                                         回到你风风雨雨的山坡
                                         不要在花瓶上摇拽
                                         我天性中的野天鹅啊
                                         你即使负着枪伤
                                         也要横越无遮拦的冬天
                                         不要留恋带栏杆的春色
                                          然而，我的名字和我的信念
                                          已 同时进入跑道
                                          代表民族的某个单项纪录
                                         我没有权利休息
                                          生命的冲刺
                                          没有终点，只有速度

                                          十
                                           向将要做出最高裁决的天空
                                          我扬起脸
                                           风啊，你可以把我带去
                                           但我还有为自己的心
                                           承认不当幸福者的权利

                                          十一
                                           亲爱的，举起你的灯
                                           照我上路
                                           让我同我的诗行一起远播吧
                                           理想之钟在沼地后面侨乡，夜那么柔和
                                           灯光和城市簇在我的臂弯里，灯光拱动着
                                           让我的诗行随我继续跋涉吧
                                           大道扭动触手高声叫嚷：不能通过
                                           泉水纵横的土地却把路标交给了花朵

                                       十二
                                          我走过钢齿交错的市街，走向广场
                                          我走进南瓜棚、走出青稞地、深入荒原
                                          生活不断铸造我
                                          一边是重轭、一边是花冠
                                         却没有人知道
                                         我还是你的不会做算术的笨姑娘
                                         无论时代的交响怎样立刻卷去我的呼应
                                          你仍能认出我那独一无二的声音

                                         十三
                                           我站得笔直
                                          无味、骄傲，分外年轻
                                           痛苦的风暴在心底
                                           太阳在额前
                                           我的黄皮肤光亮透明
                                           我的黑头发丰洁茂盛
                                            中国母亲啊
                                           给你应声而来的儿女
                                           重新命名

                                           十四
                                          把我叫做你的“桦树苗儿”
                                          你的“蔚蓝的小星星”吧，妈妈
                                          如果子弹飞来
                                          就先把我打中
                                          我微笑着，眼睛分外清明地
                                          从母亲的肩头慢慢滑下
                                          不要哭泣了，红花草
                                          血，在你的浪尖上燃烧

                                          十五
                                         到那时候，心爱的人
                                          你不要悲伤
                                          虽然再没有人
                                          扬起浅色衣裙
                                           穿过蝉声如雨的小巷
                                           来敲你的彩色玻璃窗
                                           虽然再没有淘气的手
                                           把闹钟拨响
                                           着恼地说：现在各就各位
                                            去，回到你的航线上
                                            你不要在玉石的底座上
                                            塑造我朴素的形象
                                             更不要陪孤独的吉他
                                             把日历一页一页往回翻

                                           十六
                                              你的位置
                                              在那旗帜下
                                              理想使痛苦光辉
                                             这是我嘱托橄榄树
                                             留给你的
                                             最后一句话
                                             和鸽子一起来找我吧
                                             在早晨来找我
                                              你会从人们的爱情里
                                              找到我
                                              找到你的
                                              会唱歌的鸢尾花
            

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