往事杂感

    往事杂感                                                                                                                                                      一                                                                                 鸣蝉，                                                                  用沙哑的喉咙，                                                                  力竭声嘶地                                                                  助长着夏日的淫威。                                                                             二                                                                      待到迷雾消散时，                                                                   方见到：                                                                   苍穹深邃，                                                                   高山巍巍。                                                                              三                                                                       风是势利的：                                                                    早晨跟着太阳来，                                                                    晚上又随太阳去了。                                                                               四                                                                         妖艳的小花，                                                                     虽炫耀在姑娘的头上；                                                                     你的生命，                                                                     只在旦夕之间！                                                                               五                                                                      那颗星星，                                                                     已经在乌云嘴边了；                                                                     你看它的光芒，                                                                     依旧不减半点！                                                                                六                                                                      人们无数次从鸡舍里，                                                                     拿走母鸡生的蛋；                                                                     却千百次地在诗文中，                                                                     赞美雄鸡的呐喊。                                                                                七                                                                      菜花在田野上默默地开放，                                                                     色彩单调谁也不肯欣赏。                                                                     待到成熟结籽可以榨油时，                                                                     人们都来了而且张开臂膀。                                                                                 八                                                                      宝石，                                                                     纵然混入垃圾中，                                                                     光泽并不减除！                                                                      大粪，                                                                     即使被捏成佛像，                                                                     臭气也还依旧！